It reminds me, this song, at how our lives can be one long and uninteresting narrative punctuated by short bursts of excitement and song. Take, for example, a sunny day. Any sunny day, really. Doesn't really matter if its tomorrow or yesterday, a thousand years ago or a thousand years from now. What's different? What's the same? If I stood over here would things be less sunny than if I had stood over there?

Probably. But overall, it's a nice day. Do you think empires fall on nice sunny days? Do you think homes are smashed, dreams evaporated and people change on nice sunny days? No, nice sunny days are boring, uninteresting and generally very similar to each other. On nice sunny days, the only thing you can comment on is "Nice weather, eh?" and the only reply to this is "Quite, quite."

I was at work today and I was poking the touch screens at the terminal, withdrawing and depositing Nexium or some other drug when a nurse comes in and asks me if there was anything she can steal from the already open drawer (since everything is mechanically locked). She said, "Of course not because if it was here, it'll be all too easy. And when life is easy, you know you're dead."

(Which is an appropriate comment since we were already in the hospital. Well, maybe not. Since hospitals are where people go in hopes of getting better. But you get the point.)

When life is easy, you know you're just in a long and drawn out narrative, an endless string of sunny days and weather patterns that you can't really comment on or squeeze out a decent conversation. We all know that all the action comes from rainy days, blizzards, depressing overcast and shitty evenings on the sidewalk.

But I like them. I like those shitty moments with the rain in my face, the wind blasting my face and that moment of growing up. I think I definitely need more of these. Of course, sunny days once in a while wouldn't hurt either.

Besides, we all know that its usually safe on the second sunny day to sit on the grass, its sure to be dry by then.