My post today may trigger memories of my two previous posts about triggers (here and here). If you want a definition of triggers, you can use your trigger finger to click on those links, now.
The first fatal shark attack in Massachusetts for 80 years, this weekend, triggers many news articles, allusions to the movie Jaws, and fears about going in the water. Despite the rarity of shark attacks, they are triggers for many people.
While I was in Edinburgh in August, I wrote lyrics for another original song, “Triggers.” Yesterday, when I was triggered to start writing a melody, I realized how timely those lyrics were.
TRIGGERS
For me it’s the cold and the dark,
For him it’s not finding a good place to park,
For some it’s a loud noise,
For others it’s rude boys,
For many it’s news of attacks by a shark.
Everybody has a trigger,
Most of us have more than one.
Some are small and some are bigger
But none of them are ever fun.
The roots of your triggers are memories traumatic
To some your reactions may seem over-dramatic
Triggers may haunt you
But don’t let them daunt you
Because there are ways to make them less automatic.
© Ann Koplow, 2018
I have more lyrics about triggers, but my look at the time triggers my realization that I shall be late for work if I don’t quickly wrap up this latest post about triggers.
That triggers this sharing of all my photos from yesterday:
Here’s an amazing song titled “Triggers” by Soldier Hard, featured on his album Group Therapy:
The end of every post triggers my request for comments and my gratitude to all who help me write this daily blog and — of course! — YOU.
