A Matter Of Mind......

Sometimes I believe that I am a young woman forever trapped in an aging body. Yet then again there are probably many who feel that way. Although there are times in my life when I have to stop and remind myself that I am 48 years old… Something that usually at the time when I do, it is the last thing on earth I really want to do. As every other part of my being is having the time of my life. I truly am not sure if I will ever get past that part of me…. No matter how old I become chronologically.

Yesterday my day started out somewhat as a downer. It looked as if we were not going to be able to go to the Muse concert as Vincent was not sure if he would make it home in time to drive down to Dallas in time. I had accepted the fact that it more than likely would not happen and as I ran my errands I turned my Muse music up to ease my disappointment. I have to say it did not help. It only made me want to see them more, yet really that did not surprise me. I was at the end of my errands and heading home when Vincent called and said he also was on his way home and we would be heading out as soon as he arrived. I was ecstatic

The concert was phenomenal. I did not think they could get any better after seeing them 7 times prior yet I was mistaken. They definitely have. They have always been a band that is fantastic live and this time was no different. Their light show, their stage format, everything was great. I managed to get a few photos yet my batteries died on me in my camera as I forgot to charge it before… Yet I have plenty of pictures and video from prior times. If you have not noticed I am somewhat of an overzealous Muse fan. Their music lit a fire in me some years back that is hard for me to explain. In some ways they really have been my Muse.

Yet I have to give kudos to where kudos are due. Although I love my boys in the band and yes Matthew Bellamy makes me wish I was ten years younger, my heart belonged to Vincent last night. He drove two hours to work yesterday morning (at 5 am) then two hours home. We then drove to Dallas and back…A three hour trip both ways. We arrived home about 1am in the morning. He was up again this morning at 5:30 am to yet again go to work. That is love guys… I do not know what I did to deserve this man, yet I am so glad that I have him. Those little silly things that are somewhat goofy to ask for yet they mean so much… He always seems to give them to me…

I think the thing that I love most about him is that he always allows me to be myself. No matter how silly that may be. Last night we both rocked out as only two old people could… Singing and dancing to every song Muse played. Looking forward with fingers crossed to the announcement of the lineup for Lollapalooza this year and hoping that once again Muse will headline and we can spend the day front and center like we did a couple years ago. Not even the rain could make us leave that day. Yea… we are a couple of old farts, at least some of the young ones that we meet at times think so. Yet we can rock out with the best of them and a bet better than many.

Like I said, I am not sure if I will ever really “act my age”. To me, any time I do so I feel so out of place. It is not a natural thing…Plus I am having too much fun not doing it. Like they say: Age is a matter of mind…. If you don’t mind, it doesn’t matter.