I wonder what it’s like to be a superhero. I wonder where I’d go if I could fly around downtown, yeah. From some other planet, I’d get this funky high on the yellow sun. Boy, I bet my friends will all be stunned.

Straight up, what did you hope to learn about here? If I was someone else, would this all fall apart? Strange, where were you when we started this gig? I wish the real world would just stop hasslin’ me.

{Matchbox 20}

HAPPY BIRTHDAY “REAL WORLD“!

I’ve been listenin’ to ya now for a quarter of a century and think you’re the effing bomb-diggity! Who’da thunk that the “me” from way back then would have turned you into one of my favorite self-love songs? Meanwhile …

Dear Me,

Umm, HELLO? Have you met you? You kinda really are a superhero. I mean, you kinda saved yourself, did you not? And while you may not be able to really fly around downtown, much less would you even want to, you’re definitely not from this planet, and you and our girl, The Sun, are always on a funky high.

As for you’re friends? Some of them are stunned, some of them are STUMPED, some of them think you’re insanity on a stick, and some of them secretly hate you. It’s all good, though!

Straight up, you already do know what you learned about here … that if you were someone else but YOU, this very real world we’ve built would fall the fuck apart, so, let’s not go back to Fakeville.

(ps)

Don’t you DARE ever forget where were you when we started this gig … two spins of a barrel from being DEAD!

In the meantime, let’s just enjoy when the “real world” tries to hassle us … ’cause the last time I checked, if what we’re doing is aggravating the ever-lovin’ HELL out of anyone, then we’re doing it JUST right! Mmmkay? Mmmkay! Straight up!

~ Love, Me