Sun in the sky, You know how I feel.
“I’m feeling good”, the words of Nina Simone. They’ve been following me around all day. They’ve been playing, as if on repeat, for nearly 12 hours now.
Yes, I am in quite some trouble with pretty much everything in my life, but 2 minutes and 56 seconds of Nina Simone’s world famous song, and I really am “feeling good”.
I’ve got 6 overdue units in math. I’ve got 4 large essays due for US history. I’ve got 3 small essays due for economics, and one big, important one. I’ve got an extremely large essay due for English, and an identically large one due for Russian. I’ve also got to write a large essay on the effects of the Vietnam War on Rock’n’Roll music in the United States and United Kingdom (mostly Britain).
That’s school.
I’ve got problems with my girlfriend too. We haven’t seen each other for over a week, and I must say, it really feels horrible to be with out her. I’m not denying it any more, I have quite successfully fallen in love. To make it worse, I’ve been sick with tonsillitis for the past week, so we haven’t had too many phone conversations either.
That’s my girlfriend.
Finally, my mom won’t talk to me until I fix all my problems with school work. She’s also rather pissed that I’m sick and have to be skipping school. She’s really nice, she really is, but she is somewhat of an “education freak”. She let’s me come home somewhat late (later than most of my friends). She trusts me with not drinking or smoking. She doesn’t give me the awkward “talks” most parents feel they have to have with their children. Yet, despite all that, she is a teacher, and she is abscessed with my grades at school and me turning in work on time.
That’s the situation at home.
And then there’s Music. Notice the capital letter: a sign of respect towards the glorious art form. If I didn’t have my iPod with me at all times, I’d probably be dead from depression right now. Turn on some Rolling Stones, Beatles, Jimi Hendrix, The Doors, or something like that, and the world seems to be fine, just the way it is.
And then you find a wonderful song - accidentally, just by watching a TV show - and it just get’s stuck in your head. Your iPod dies, because you haven’t charged it in 3 days, but the song keeps playing.
“Birds flying high you know how I feel
Sun in the sky you know how I feel
Breeze driftin’ on by you know how I feel”
It plays in your head, and not just the voice, but the whole orchestra. It seems to be part of you, flowing through your veins and arteries, reaching every cell of your body. It changes your mood, and makes you feel absolutely different.
It makes you “feel good”.
