Stop the World

Stop the world. 

Stop the world. 

I wanna get off. 

This song by the band Extreme, has been on my mind for the past few days. I've been singing the chorus in my head. Sometimes it feels like the rotation of the earth is faster, and dizzying, like a gigantic merry-go-round.

All the world's a masquerade, 

made up of fools and philosophers. 

Were it to rain on our charade, 

all washes away, except for our true colors.

What would it be like if there was a down pouring, and we all stepped outside and the rain actually did wash away our charade? Imagine, every human being standing out in the open, physically and emotionally naked. Nowhere and nothing to hide.

I would like to be able to be completely truthful all the time. I consider myself to be an honest person, and I've even been called things like "disgustingly ethical," and "wonderfully transparent." Wow. But sometimes being that honest leaves you incredibly vulnerable. It's safer to keep some things to yourself.

The rest of the lyrics to this song are also really good, but they go away from the point I was trying to make, which is this. Sometimes it's exhausting keeping up with the world. Sometimes, you just want the ride to stop so you can get off for awhile. We know however, the ride is never over and we have to stay on our toes.

It seems the ride is making me dizzy and incoherent, so I'm going to say goodnight. Here is the video from extreme in case you'd like to hear the whole song. *Warning- it's hard rock.