“I am thinking it’s a sign that the freckles
In our eyes are mirror images and when
We kiss they’re perfectly aligned.“
Do you believe in fate? In signs from the universe? in a God or gods? I’m not sure what I believe in, but I’m fairly sure that I don’t agree with organized religion. Fate, well that one is a little harder to ignore.
Maybe I should blame my parents for naming me Brooke. A brook is a small stream, a body of water that is perpetually in motion, but it takes its own time and its own way through things. It’s not as fast as a river, but it’s not as gentle as pond. Like the water for which I’m named sometimes it take me a little while to make up my mind where my wanderings will take me. Moving to Calgary was big and sudden, and since then I’ve been meandering through my career, never loving it but never hating it either. You might say I’ve stagnated.
“True, it may seem like a stretch, but
Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled
Head when you’re away when I am missing you to death.”
It’s strange how everything can suddenly be thrown into such perspective when something unexpected happens. At 27 people rarely ask me what I want to be when I grow up. Yesterday, someone did. What do I want to be when I grow up? I thought I had it figured out, but I’ve thought that a dozen times throughout my life, only to change my mind later. I know who I want to be, but not what.
I want to be the centre of attention, a friend, a confident, a devil’s advocate. Someone who listens, someone who offers advice, someone who can brighten a morning, create a laugh and generally just be a reason to smile. I don’t get to be any of those things in my current job. Not even close.
“They will see us waving from such great
Heights, ‘come down now,’ they’ll say
But everything looks perfect from far away,
‘come down now,’ but we’ll stay…”
I went to university and got my Bachelor of Journalism because I thought that it was in journalism that I could be all of those things. I was wrong. The world of hard news, of chasing stories, of stabbing others in the back for scoops and of having to act like sad and bad things didn’t affect you was not the world for me. I moved on to public relations and never really looked back. Lately I’ve been looking back more and more. I got a part time job, just in case I felt the need to make a big change, a sudden change, and needed something to fall back on.
Imagine my surprise when an opportunity dropped into my lap. An opportunity that the more I think about it, the more I can’t imagine not doing it. Have I ever felt like this about a job before? I don’t think so, I don’t even think I’ve ever felt this way about a man before. It’s terrifying, exhilarating and maybe a sign that fate has a plan for me after all. Every small stream eventually runs into a river, which runs into a sea or an ocean. Maybe it’s time this little stream threw caution to the wind and got bigger.
Nothing can hold back the force of water. Cross your fingers for me.
“I tried my best to leave this all on your
Machine but the persistent beat it sounded
Thin upon listening
That frankly will not fly. you will hear
The shrillest highs and lowest lows with
The windows down when this is guiding you home”
The Postal Service is an American Indie-electronic band that borrowed vocalist Ben Gibbard from Death Cab for Cutie after he contributed vocals for Dntel and producer Jimmy Tamborello took an interest in his sound. The band name came from the way they made music, with Tamborello writing and performing a song, mailing it to Gibbard who would add editing and vocals, and mail it back.
In 2003 they released their first album which featured the song Such Great Heights. The song went on to be covered by Iron & Wine and to be featured in the soundtrack for Garden State.The group enjoyed other successes with We Will Become Silhouettesfeatured in the trailer for the movie Funny People, and the song The District Sleeps Alone Tonight was featured in the soundtrack for the film D.E.B.S. As of yet the duo have been too busy with their main projects, Dntel and Deathcab for Cutie, to work on the release of a second album.
Very inspiring. Fingers crossed.