Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right.
The words of Bob Dylan soothe me. He, after all, is The Boss. In his song “Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right,” his finger plucking of the guitar, accompanied by the gentle wine of his harmonica, speak to me. They fill the empty spaces in my heart. It is an incredible feeling, to have someone you do not even know, someone whom you’ve never met, say exactly what fits your mood, your situation, your life.
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 break 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.
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.
Thank you, Mr. Dylan. You do me a service by singing those words to me. And what truth resides in your words. You know, it makes one feel a hell of a lot less crappy when, even though you may have never felt more lonely, something makes you realize you really are not all alone. Others have been, and are, in the same shit as you. You may be in different places. In a different time. But you are not an island.
Now, this may not sound of any consolation, but when you are in a place such as that which I am, you will take what you can get. And you must. It is pertinent. It is the little things which will get you through. Acknowledge them. Appreciate them. And when you do get better, into a happier place, out of the slump, don’t stop climbing. Do not stop recognizing the glimmer of life’s subtleties. It is finding value in the little things, which yeilds a happy life.