If someone were to ask me what my favorite album of all time would be, I’d be unable to choose one. Favorite artist? No clue. Top genre? No way.
However, ask me to choose one song and I’ll answer without hesitation. ”Nightswimming” by R.E.M. is my song. It’s like when you go out clubbing and Beyonce’s “Single Ladies” starts to play. A girl will squeal as she grabs her girlfriend to join her on the dance floor shouting, “Girl, this is my SONG!” If they played “Nightswimming” out at the clubs, I would totally be that girl.
Whenever I hear the piano introduction I am immediately transported to another point in time. It’s not a specific memory. It’s just a feeling. I am taken away from the responsibilities and worries currently occupying my mind. I feel younger. I mean, I’m not really that old as it is but therein lies the problem at the moment. As an early twentysomething you’re young but not young enough to count on others to constantly take care of you. In fact, you’re old enough to begin that adult kind of life. You’re kind of stuck in the middle. Well, maybe I’m just stuck in the middle.
Either way, “Nightswimming” puts me in a place of certainty. And although this kind of certainty delivered by the song is bittersweet, considering it will only last for about 4 minutes and 18 seconds (unless I put it on repeat), it’s comforting. Time keeps on changing, life keeps on changing, but this song and the innocence it delivers stays the same.
And that is why I will be forever nightswimming. Oh yeah, the blog title has come full-circle. Is that the right phrase? Whatever.