tonight, tonight

Walking into the Capitol Centre Market, my ideal convenience grocery store, at 10:30pm left me with an oddly blogable moment. The murmur over their shitty speakers suddenly shifted to a bass-less rendering of Smashing Pumpkins' "Tonight, tonight." It was doubtlessly a nostalgic moment, as I recognized that exact moment of such immense solitary insignificance and the memory soaked tune in all its implications. I guess people call that irony to some extent.

In retrospect, this really isn't all that blogable. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to approach the ineffable, and the ironic, in a poem. Then people would get that "yeah, I kinda get it" in a very subjective and ineffable yet uncultivated reaction/understanding. Then they would forget it and continue with or without some insightful gain.

However, many people are coming of consciousness who do not know this song. I am 20, and perhaps aging a little worse than some of my peers, but I certainly feel like I am getting old. To be able to feel the ground worming with more roots is intimidating, to say the least. I have already started to become irrelevant. We must all succumb to the inevitability of irrelevancy. Kaboom. The end.