Will Sing for Joy - Metric Inspired

I have been in a shitty place the last few weeks. I feel bad for my boyfriend because he is dating Eeyore from Winnie the Pooh. Better than dating Tigger I suppose. Nonetheless, I know he didn't sign up to court a big blue ass with a pin-on tail. Lucky for him, it has become evident to me that I am coming out of the clouds into a touch of breaking sunlight. How do I know this? I have been singing to myself again (I know this is cheesy bare with me!!). I really believe in my heart of hearts that many happy people sing to themselves. Not only is it a coping mechanism for when we are afraid, it is a form of expression that, for many, is necessary to blow off steam, communicate connection/love, and show gratitude or joy. I know it is for me.
On another note, sometimes my job gives me grief. I am in sales and grumpy old men and bitchy assistants don't always want to hear my pitch. My personality can be that of a turtle's in that loud noises and "threats" cause me to retract into myself and not want to come out. But alas, I keep showing up and doing my best. It is really easy to get down on myself at times, to think I am not "fit" for this position. It's not true, because I do a good job, but sometimes singing this one song helps me remember that I am not defined by what I do, that I don't have to give into expectations and that Emily Haines is the mu-flippin sip sap snap. I love Metric forever. Emily's lyrics are a source of wisdom and relief for me. She is amazing. This blog is apt to have over 1,004 posts about Metric so be expecting.
Metric - Twilight Galaxy MP3 
The lyrics are below. I find my self writing over and over again on my little yellow legal pad at work "I don't know bout you, who were they talking to? They're not talking to me." And wouldn't you know in the chorus she says "Keep singing along" :) Oh Emily, you know I will. And I see glitter in the gutter every day.
(Please pardon this geeky and even cliche post. Gleekche is necessary some weekends.)

Twilight Galaxy

Did they tell you, you should grow up

When you wanted to dream.

Did they warn you, better shape up

If you want to succeed

I don't know about you, who are they talking to?

They aren't talking to me.

I'm higher than high

Lower than deep,

I'm doing it wrong

And singing along

Go higher than high, lower than deep

Keep doing it wrong and singing along

Did I ask you for attention

When affection is what I need

Thinking sorrow is perfection,

I'd wallow 'til you told me
There's no glitter in the gutter,

There's no twilight galaxy.

I'm alright, c'mon baby

I've seen all the demons that you've got.

If you're not alright, now c'mon baby

I'll pick you up and take you where you want

Anywhere you want

Anywhere you want

Anywhere you want

Anything you want