I Don’t Wanna Be Funny Anymore
(You can get Lucy Dacus great song at her bandcamp page. Her debut album No Burden is out on EggHunt Records 26/02/2016. I found this gem via NPR’s All Songs Considered)
Maybe it’s turning 30, maybe it’s getting married, maybe it’s finishing my degree, maybe it’s winter: Lately I don’t really care if I don’t go to that party.
Throughout a stretch of my late 20s, after I moved back to the town of my undergrad studies, the first city I lived in on my own, which resulted in a wonderful cohabitation but also in a smaller social circle, I felt unfulfilled every Saturday that wasn’t spent “having fun.” If we just stayed in and/or even went to bed before midnight, it felt like a wasted weekend. Gradually, over time, however, I learned that not every weekend can be outrageous fun.
Or, the definition of fun changed. Quality finally rules over quantity: Spending an enjoyable few hours at home with a fun friends finally beats going out to chase fun on a Saturday Night(™) It doesn’t matter anymore if those enjoyable hours are spent somewhere “cool” and during those precious early morning hours. Fun can be had before 2 am. Quality time can also be spent not having “fun” at all. Not entertaining someone (including yourself) but rather resting. Or talking about something important but sad. Or sorting out a problem. There are so many important things to do and to experience that aren’t fun.
And that’s okay.
Thoughts?