I am a lineman for the county
And I drive the main road
Searchin’ in the sun for another overload
I hear you singin’ in the wire
I can hear you through the whine
And the Wichita lineman is still on the line
This song has been playing in my head for longer than I can remember for reasons that I can’t quite figure out or put my finger upon.
For a long while I thought it was just your typical earworm and then it became a distraction and a disruption of my day so I closed my eyes and focused on pushing it into a locked closet inside my head.
Then it went away, the song stopped playing and the silence seemed to be a glorious change of pace and my focus upon other important matters returned.
I ran unfettered and unencumbered into the sunlight and did all I wanted to do without fear, concern or regard for anything but what I needed and was required to do.
Did so for quite a long time and didn’t think twice about it because it felt like what I was supposed to do.
And then one day the music broke free of the closet I had locked it in and I heard those words again and the song that had been silent was sung aloud again.
This time around I didn’t ask why it was there or wonder if it was coincidence, a sign or something else. I just accepted it was back and figured when the time was right it would be obvious why it left and why it returned.
Of course I recognized how this confirmed I had changed because there was a time when I would have demanded to know the source and the reason, a time where my focus would have been upon learning all I could.
But that time was then and this is now.
Now I shrug my shoulders and roll with the tide instead of fighting it.