The other night I went to see Passenger play at The Annandale here in Sydney. I'd never heard his music before, let alone know who he was. Passenger's performance opened a Pandora's box of memories, regrets and emotions inside me which I thought I had a handle on. I'm a sucker for good lyrics, and Passenger's songs are full to bursting with profound and succinct turns of phrase.
It brought back to the forefront of my mind the disheartening state of dating and relationships in this city. I've been single for over a year now. I've met new people and made new friends, yet there is one recurrent observation I've made. Everyone has baggage. And not just run-of-the-mill kind of baggage, but self-inflicted freight trains. I really can't get over it. I know so many people who have come out of long term relationships and just can't seem to pick up the pieces of their lives.
Still in love with their ex's...or can't decide if they want them back or not...dabbling in 'casual' relationships and wishing it was someone else...
When will people realise they are still young with long lives ahead of them - this is a new beginning - it's exciting and filled with promise and potential. Sure we will carry scars from our past relationships with us, but we get to choose whether we are disfigured by them.
Whatever happened to falling in love again?