If I fall back down…
Last Friday, I was reminded of what it is like to be a living, breathing human being. Spending most of my time in a shirt and tie and behind a desk, I had started to forget who I really was, and what had defined me for the past 5 or 6 years. These days it’s all business up front with very little party in the back.
My rock and roll brother had hooked me up (as he always does) with an all-access backstage pass, to see Rancid at the Henry Fonda Theatre in L.A. Not only was I reminded that I used to be the guy who rocked, but I was also reminded that Rancid are amazing. It was the perfect rock show. Consequently the 3 Rancid albums on my Ipod received heavy rotation over the weekend, specifically on the long drive home.
The weekend was full of ups and downs and I had about 12 hours to digest what all had happened, and reflect on my life as I drove that slow moving truck across the desert. As I reflected, I realized that during the good and the bad times, there was always one constant variable: my friends were always there for me. Call me corny, cheesy, whatever, but I couldn’t help but listen to the Rancid track “Fall Back Down” and think of the individuals in my life who always “helped me back up again.”
So here it is, my shout out to all those who’ve braved life’s storms, and stuck with me through the hard times. You know who you are.
To the one who always makes me feel cooler than I really am and helped me find my wife when I thought I was destined to die alone. To the ones who gave me a place to live when my own family would not offer. To my #1 dawgg who keeps me laughing and on my toes. To the ones who let me talk their ears off until the wee hours of the night about my favorite conspiracy theories. And last but not least, to the one who’s committed to the long haul, and has stuck through think and thin. I salute you all and I know “If I fall back down, you’re gonna be my friend.”
My rock and roll brother had hooked me up (as he always does) with an all-access backstage pass, to see Rancid at the Henry Fonda Theatre in L.A. Not only was I reminded that I used to be the guy who rocked, but I was also reminded that Rancid are amazing. It was the perfect rock show. Consequently the 3 Rancid albums on my Ipod received heavy rotation over the weekend, specifically on the long drive home.
The weekend was full of ups and downs and I had about 12 hours to digest what all had happened, and reflect on my life as I drove that slow moving truck across the desert. As I reflected, I realized that during the good and the bad times, there was always one constant variable: my friends were always there for me. Call me corny, cheesy, whatever, but I couldn’t help but listen to the Rancid track “Fall Back Down” and think of the individuals in my life who always “helped me back up again.”
So here it is, my shout out to all those who’ve braved life’s storms, and stuck with me through the hard times. You know who you are.
To the one who always makes me feel cooler than I really am and helped me find my wife when I thought I was destined to die alone. To the ones who gave me a place to live when my own family would not offer. To my #1 dawgg who keeps me laughing and on my toes. To the ones who let me talk their ears off until the wee hours of the night about my favorite conspiracy theories. And last but not least, to the one who’s committed to the long haul, and has stuck through think and thin. I salute you all and I know “If I fall back down, you’re gonna be my friend.”
posted by TFL at 1:30 PM
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