Its was Sunday and I had few weekend projects that I had to complete and a late lunch that I planned few days back, so I just went on with my day. Finally 10 pm came and I got a chance to finally sit down and I noticed that the sound was still there but this time I could make out a rhythm. As I thought back I realized that the sound followed me all day and it wasn't just a sound it was more than likely a song.
I went to sleep and woke up. It was Monday and I didn't get much sleep but that reoccurring problem stopped being a priority a long time ago, I had far more pertinent things to worry about. When I'm in this morning half awake mode you can expect me to not fire on all cylinders until around noon so if this sound was still there, I didn't notice or care to notice. The only thing that was going on beyond the usual thoughts was replaying the weekend and assessing the highs and the lows. Making mental notes. This was Monday.
The day went on like any other day, nothing too crazy, few laughs and jokes, small talk, the cubicle world runs on this, it helps everyone maintain sanity. As we were nearing the end of the day the office got into that moment, that out of place calm-quiet. Everyone always notices it but no one says anything about it because there really isn't anything to say about it even if its rare. This quiet was different, it was quiet but not quiet at the same time, that sound followed me to work. I had nothing else to do but evaluate what this was and how I was going to "fix" it. I decided to ignore it, and that worked for the most part until the end of the following weekend. This time I was sure it was a song and I was sure that I knew what song it was. Sage Francis - High Step. What did it mean?
After I thought about it, the song didn't make me anxious or scared, it lit a fire in me. It made me want to race that 94 Corolla to the next light, it made me want to finish my lab faster than anyone else, it made me want drink my beer faster than the stranger sitting few seats away from me.
As August came the song was more a part of me than ever, it was flowing in my blood, pumping through my veins. It was a power, it made me feel more than human. It burned inside of me until the first week of September when it just stopped. Kickoff...that first football game.
Sage Francis - High Step
