Blog 53: Don't Think Twice, It's All Right

So, this entry was inspired by my favorite Bob Dylan song, for those of you who didn't recognize the title. I'll start by giving you the lyrics:

"It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don't matter, anyhow
And it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don't know by now
When your rooster crows at the breaks of dawn
Look out your window and I'll be gone
You're the reason I'm traveling on
Don't think twice, it's all right.

It ain't no use in turning on your light, babe
That light I never knowed
And it ain't no use in turning on your light, babe
I'm on the dark side of the road
But I wish there was somethin' you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talking anyway
So don't think twice, it's all right.

It ain't no use in calling out my name, gal
Like you never done before
It ain't no use in calling out my name, gal
I can't hear you any more
I'm a-thinking and a-wond'rin' walking down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I'm told
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul
Don't think twice, it's all right.

So long honey, babe
Where I'm bound, I can't tell
Goodbye's too good a word, babe
So I'll just say fare thee well
I ain't saying you treated me unkind
You could have done better but I don't mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
But don't think twice, it's all right."

Here's what I've really been thinking about: how is it that some people feel no remorse? They really don't think twice. It used to make me angry that people could be that way. I guess it still does. More than anything, though, I feel sorry for them. Something about our society gives us this false sense of entitlement. We expect everyone to pull all the stops, give their all for us. But what are we giving to merit it? I know some people who just think everyone should fall at their feet and do whatever they ask. In turn, the most they'll give is a half-hearted compliment or two. "Give me all your love and attention. Maybe I'll give you a cheap thrill for your trouble." The thing is, these people, however infuriating, are sort of tragic. They will only be endured for so long and they won't be able to keep true love or friendship, even if they're lucky enough to find it.

I know I can get preachy. Sometimes it's because I see shadows of these icky things in myself. I just--I don't know. There are a couple of people that I am inexplicably fond of, who demand everything and offer nothing, and I'm afraid to see where their lives will lead. Maybe they're afraid to give of themselves. I suppose it's a bit scary to let someone really see you. I've always thought that any good thing is worth the pain it might bring (as even good things often do, owing to the fact that people are the WORST). In the end, I would much rather have lived and loved and been a passionate friend than to have been the sort of person who has to hide behind innuendo and jokes at all times. I would rather really know the people in my acquaintance than just know the shallow things.

I'm rambling now. Holidays of any sort tend to make me pensive and sentimental. Anywho, just sending this off into the void to get it out of my own head.