Karaoke the blissful shortness of youth

Karaoke evening with some drunk parents. I still remember the first and only time I drank at a party without my parents knowing, and the feeling of my heart beating faster than I wanted it to, I truly felt alive. Maybe the parents were similar, trying to feel young and alive again, internally empty but not lonely.

My parents in particular, were not as socially engaged and I suddenly wanted to ask them if they saw themselves in me. I remember my dad saying that he was a shy boy but forced himself to be close to people. It sort of resonated within me because I was the same. My mum also- she became more outgoing whenever she was encouraged. I don't know about you, but singing makes me feel empty, unless it's for a show. My heart races so fast that you would think I was drunk.

A part of me thought that karaoke was one of the best ways to waste time. It brings people together to feel everything at once- happiness, excitement, pleasure, emptiness, misery, sorrow.

I could go on about how people don't really change much as they grow older and that craving karaoke is like wishful thinking that we have all the time in the world, but it's almost 2 am and I shouldn't be slacking off, vibing to music and not doing my research assignment. I'm still just a normal random human that likes to waste time like everyone on this website.

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A Miscellaneous April 17, 2022 at 2:02 pm 0 0