Just a small town girl

One of the most commonly heard songs on the radio and anywhere else is Don't stop Believing originally sung by Journey and adapted by the Glee cast. It's also my morning song.

It's funny how I listen to it everyday as soon as I wake up and yet I can't go further than the first paragraph and the chorus when it comes to lyrics. There is something about that small town girl mentioned at the beginning which engages me, gives me strength and energy. I feel like I can relate to her.

I don't come from a small town, I come from a small country, but I do feel like I'm living in a lonely world, away from home, away from friends and family. I've made new friends of course and everything is going well but home's where the heart is and my heart is in another time zone.

This feeling however made me think, we may not all be from small towns, countries, families, but we all do get that feeling of being tiny in a lonely world of unfamiliar faces. We all get that sensation of emptiness and loss. 

And almost always it's us who have to take the initiative to push those feelings away. We have to stand up to our own selves and start believing again. To believe is to have hope, hope in a better day, in a happier moment, in something, somewhere that will fill that void that lies within. That same thing that will make us feel like we fit in- we belong even though our roots are planted elsewhere. 

Just like the girl in the song, I too feel like catching a train going anywhere, just randomly looking for that magic, that fulfilling sensation. Don't we all? So how can you not think of that boy 'born and raised in south Detroit' that catches that same train going anywhere? Don't we all want to believe that they met? That her world was not lonely any more after that night? Wouldn't it be nice to know that for one night, it didn't matter that she was from a small town and he was from the city... they were themselves and they filled each other's emptiness, even if momentarily.

The song does not give anything away, but I guess I will always think  it happened just because it gives me that warm ,fuzzy feeling on the inside that there is hope; that wherever I go and whatever I do I will find that one thing, that one person who will make me feel home again, like I belong. 

So tonight or rather this morning, I'd like to raise my Margarita to all those things, all those special people who fill my void and yours, because without them, our world would be very lonely indeed. Cheers!