A picture that is a moment, that is a song, that is a feeling, that is a whole history of emotions. I mean, my love for Kate Bush is no news to anyone, but this song is the one that really gets me. Like a punch in the guts, so raw and heavy with sentiment. Last year I came across this startling cover while waiting for a train at London’s Euston station and just cried openly on the platform. I wasn’t even sad, I was feeling happy and lively. But really all of that can be undone in a minute with a good song.
I had a pretty blissful and lazy morning, as it was, thinking about so many maybes. This song came on shuffle a bit later, and finished exactly as I pulled up and one minute before I was due to meet my sister, and just as the rain cleared, so I took it all as a sign. I’ve been thinking a lot about how relationships work, what we give of ourselves, and what we don’t. What it’s all worth. The rest of the day was good, house stuff and family stuff, but mostly those three and a half minutes of emotions and car-singing felt the best.