My Secret Teenage Life

Everyday, as I go to work, I look forward to being able to sit on the bus, put on my earplugs and start listening to music I downloaded myself. In one quiet corner of the bus where I sat, another world unravels. Taylor Swift music is blasting on my ears transporting me to a world I have long ago left behind. Yes, I am a fan. Her songs, which I love listening to over and over again, are about a girl's take on the whole gamut of teenage life; taking me far away from the current life I lead as a thirty-something married woman with kids. True, I am way past teenage life, but it is nice to reminisce about that wonderful time when your concerns mainly were about  friends, boyfriends, finding true love, secret loves, hanging out, doing things for the first time--that sort of things. Somehow, it refreshes my soul especially when I’m tired. Through Swift's music, I get to be young again and I get to experience things I missed out during high school--heartbreak, and boyfriends.  I didn't get to experience the angst and woes of breaking up with a boy, not even the thrill of dating and kissing on the porch or in movies, or wherever kids do such stuff, because I was a regular geeky lass whose conservative upbringing kept me from going with the flow.  One thing I have in common with Taylor, though, is that "secret love" thing. Although mine remained buried and has faded away, I kind of like to romanticize about it. It's nice to imagine that I'm the girl on the bleacher, whining about that male best friend of hers "that you belong with me", even if it's only for 2 hours till I get off the bus:-)