No matter who you are and what kind of head you have, there is only so much room in there. I recommend you give precious air to those thoughts that help you.
Yesterday, this helpful thought appeared in my head:
I need some fresh air!
So I headed out, into the notably warm air. As I walked, many songs aired through my headphones, including The Heat of the Day by Pat Metheny and Pharrell Williams’s Happy (airing for the first time since it helped me get through a bout of pneumonia last spring).
This future-oriented thought took up air in my head:
What tune should I use for my blog post tomorrow?
But I aired that out, re-focusing on the present moment. I had faith that — no matter what song you heard in your head as you were reading my post today — it would match airy images like these:
Then, Airhead by Thomas Dolby took up air in my head, as I walked through the warm air, yesterday.
Here’s a recent live version of that song:
(YouTube video found here)
… and another live performance from when Airhead first aired, in the 1980’s.
(YouTube video found here)
And — in case there’s enough air in your head for three versions of the same song — here’s the official video for Airhead (with lyrics):
This thought aired in my head, when I heard Airhead yesterday:
Perfect! That tune lets me air thoughts I have about sexism, a topic I raised in a recent blog post, but haven’t revisited!
And I saw lots of images, where I could pretend to be an airhead:
Duh! Isn’t West supposed to be opposite to East?
Where’s the private property in that photo? Am I supposed to stay off that grass?
Are the pets really THAT BIG around here? Why are they welcomed, then?
However, would photos and captions like that really make non-airy points about sexism? I mean, I’m constantly airing images like those in my posts, no matter how much air I have in my head.
Then, I realized I could see a movie that’s been airing in theaters since the summer:
Even though the name of it wasn’t aired on that marquee, “Guardians of the Galaxy” was playing at the theater there, and I’ve been wanting to see that.
As I moved through the air, to discover the next airing of “Guardians of the Galaxy,” I took this photo:
The man driving the car noticed me taking a photo, and waved at me. I stopped to speak with him, airing that I take pictures for a daily blog.
He wanted me to take a photo of the last letter his son wrote him, before he died:
As I turned to leave, he said this amazing thing to me:
I love you with all my heart.
And, then he said:
I don’t judge people. I know them by their hearts. How about you?
I said, “Me, too.”
Then, I went to see “Guardians of the Galaxy.” Before it started, I took this photo, so I could air it for Vic Briggs, who loves Benedict Cumberbatch.
I loved “Guardians of the Galaxy,” for oh so many reasons, which I don’t have time to air this morning.
I wish the main character could have been a woman … but you can’t have everything, can you?
Thanks to every woman and man who contributed to this post today and to you — of course! — for everything that’s in your head, right now.