Where should I hang my head? Where would you like for me to hang my head?

This song. Instant flashback –  back to 2010, the year everything went fun and crazy, and quite unexpected, if I’m honest. The year I pushed my limits. No regrets. I grew up a little. The first step, the most painful one. The rest is only a repetition, my dears.

A long time ago, somewhere, I wrote a post about break-up songs. I’m all about music; I define my life with milestone albums, anthemic songs and smart lyrics. I even tattooed my body with words from bands, because it means a lot. It means so much.

I still remember when I listened to this song for the first time. I remember how I felt, what it meant to me. I’ve never been good at sharing my feelings. This song, these exact lyrics, did it for me,the lost one, at the time. Where should I stand? What should I be? Two years later (even if it seems much older now), I am happy to listen to this again, and to feel a little bit different. No more guides. No more pressure.

Never underestimate the power of a song. It’s like a hidden treasure. You thought it would be long forgotten, and yet it hits you, right in the heart. Nostalgia explosions. And you know what? It’s not a bad thing. It’s vital, even, to connect with these old emotions of mine. It reminds me of who I am. It shows me how much I walked into life. It reflects my mistakes. It took me a long time to acknowledge them. Music reminds me I am human. Music reminds me I am alive.

I guess this is growing up.



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