Pompeii

So I am up into something, these days. Something big, actually, cause it can dramatically change my whole life. Nope, it’s not marriage related thing, unfortunately. Then so.. I was rumbling through some blogs containing about this thing then end up stuck with one particular blog belongs to one man who living a life that I’ve been dreaming of. Posts through posts I read like an ultimate stalker I am, sometimes I checked this blog once a week when I have a free time in the office. It’s a simple blog, actually. Just a common journal about someone who’s been studying abroad.

Oops.

Then I came to a certain post containing some music video. It’s Pompeii, by Bastille.

So it’s a music video with some great music in there. But why bother to post it into the blog?

It’s the lyric. So f***kin related to my midlife crisis.

I was left to my own devices
Many days fell away with nothing to show

And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Great clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above

But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You’ve been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

We were caught up and lost in all of our vices
In your pose as the dust settled around us

And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Great clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above

But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You’ve been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

Eheu eh-o eheu eh-o [x4]

Oh where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?
Oh oh where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?

And the walls kept tumbling down (oh where do we begin?)
In the city that we love (the rubble or our sins?)
Great clouds roll over the hills (oh where do we begin?)
Bringing darkness from above (the rubble or our sins?)

But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You’ve been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

If you close your eyes, does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?

For me, it’s about someone who’s been stuck in a static life, when everything is just repeating by themselves. She–let’s call it she cause it’s actually me, lol–has some dreams. After done reading bunch of motivational quotes, she decided to pursue this dream but frankly, she failed repeatedly. She falls into desperation, because eventually nothing’s changed at all. But then she realized something. It’s actually all of her vices and sins who led her into this monochromatic life. However she can’t do anything about it, other than to keep trying. And if it still fails, despite all the warnings she had received about her life, maybe she could just do nothing and let her life trembling down like the city of Pompeii.

Let’s hope that the last sentence never happen.

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