Dude. That’s totally a bad and sort of weird pun/play on words for a post title. Oh, well. The snow outside is all sparkly and inspiring introspection, my work-week is done, and while I’m feeling a little drained, it’s OK. There’s knitting and reading to do, Netflix en route, and a few possible weekend plans. It’s not bad.

The post title just popped into my head because I was listening to this song in the car, and remembered that the last time something reduced me to tears (other than my own internal crap) it was this song. I watched “Dancer in the Dark” over the weekend - somewhat universally acknowledged to be a horribly depressing movie, and a decent one - and that got me a little choked up, but not teary. There was no lingering sadness.

There might be something wrong with me.

So here’s the song - “Cycling Trivialities” by José González, complete with lyrics, though you have to hear it to get the full effect:

Too blind to know your best
Hurrying through the forks without regrets
Different now, every step feels like a mile
All the lights seem to flash and pass you by

So how’s it gonna be
When it all comes down you’re cycling trivialities

Don’t know which way to turn
Every trifle becoming big concerns
All this time you were chasing dreams,
without knowing what you wanted them to mean

So how’s it gonna be
When it all comes down you’re cycling trivialities
So how’s it gonna be
When it all comes down you’re cycling trivialities

Who cares in a hundred years from now
All the small steps, all your shitty clouds
Who cares in a hundred years from now
Who’ll remember all the players
Who’ll remember all the clowns

So how’s it gonna be
When it all comes down you’re cycling trivialities

So what does this really mean
When it all comes down you’re cycling trivialities
Cycling trivialities
Cycling trivialities