With a little help from my friends.
This song has been haunting me for some time now since the accident.
I have a wonderful remix of it, the kind that makes you jump through the streets wanting to sing it, like in a movie or musical.
Most people know this song from The Beetles, written by John Lennon and Paul McCartney.
It is overall a great song, but I'll focus on one sentence here.
"I get by with a little help from my friends."
This is something really nice to say.
Most people can.
It is interesting how this can be perceived. I went for the more literal interpretation, as in friends actively helping, being nice, doing favors and planning things for you. There was an approach I didn't contemplate about this sentence. Little help, in the REALLY little meaning, can mean the case in which your friends play the role of plain distraction. And I don't mean distraction in an insulting manner.
We need distractions, because our life is a toad. The more we get, the sooner we get to a new place, with new perspectives. So it works as having a nice enough time to go on another day.
We get a distraction to gamble another day.
It is in fact accurate to the song, but a little frustrating if you ask me.
Still in this world, where I barely see the people I like, and I have one distraction that is important with my friends, and I play tabletop games with my boss, that despite the differences is becoming a nice friend, giving advice, and seemingly taking an interest in my life.
Things are weird.
Then again... I'm in no condition to expect more from life.