ponderings
Feb. 6th, 2006 09:33 pmI'm sitting here listening to The Gambler, by Johnny Cash. Before I joined the Army, I never, ever would have listened to country music. But then I went to Korea, and met my best friend Adam and my now ex-fiance Lucky, who were diehard cm fans.
Now, though, listening to this song, I can't help but think of my last days in AZ. I was a mess emotionally, frazzled and not knowing where I was heading or what I was going to do when I got there. My roomate at the time (yes, the child that drove me to distraction) had me get in the car and she popped in this song. She made me listen to it over and over again as we drove aimlessly.
Even though she was a bit of an airhead, she did have one thing right. She wanted me to know that I wasn't alone, and that sometimes, you just have to know when to lay the cards down.
Its funny, the little things in our lives that add up to huge moments or realization. She's in Iraq now, where I would be also if I hadn't got out when I did. I wonder if she still listens to the song. Or if she's found a new one.
I don't know about me. For now, I think I'll keep listening.
Now, though, listening to this song, I can't help but think of my last days in AZ. I was a mess emotionally, frazzled and not knowing where I was heading or what I was going to do when I got there. My roomate at the time (yes, the child that drove me to distraction) had me get in the car and she popped in this song. She made me listen to it over and over again as we drove aimlessly.
Even though she was a bit of an airhead, she did have one thing right. She wanted me to know that I wasn't alone, and that sometimes, you just have to know when to lay the cards down.
Its funny, the little things in our lives that add up to huge moments or realization. She's in Iraq now, where I would be also if I hadn't got out when I did. I wonder if she still listens to the song. Or if she's found a new one.
I don't know about me. For now, I think I'll keep listening.