Well hello there Fall! You're back!!! Which means usually my mood improves (not this year), my hair looks better (we'll see) and I bust out the cardigans (by default).
But most importantly this is the time of year where I welcome Mr. John Mayer back into my life. Always a permanent fixture mind you, he takes a little bit of a hiatus during the summer months. Never replaced of course....think of it as a short Caribbean vacation. I usually receive a "Someone who loves me went to Cozumel" t-shirt.
Everyone is pretty much aware of my psychotic obsession with his music. And today is the day I force myself to understand why.
I have so many wonderful, amazing, butterfly memories of my high school years. Filled with the best friends I could have ever asked for, not so much the best boys I could ever ask for, and maybe one that exceeded every expectation I had. Always an emotional wreck because of some insanely traumatic event involving some loser, or maybe the exact opposite of a loser, would leave not only me, but my friends so needy for some understanding that we could barely think straight.
Enter John Mayer. The first song I ever heard of his was "Comfortable". Go figure. Being the crazy hormonal teenage girls that we were, Kendall, Kara, and I would sit in one of our freezing cars waiting for the heater to kick on during a cloudy, rainy day and let the tears stream down our faces. This is NOT an exaggeration people. We were freaks. Or were we normal? We definitely were not numb I can tell you that much.
The lyrics have evolved and so have we...changing and growing, getting better and getting worse. Sounds incredibly stupid and girlish, but some of the worst times in my life have been made significantly better because of him.
Now if only he would fall in love with me.
