Woke Up Singing: Schooled

A dream about school and life events that I’m only now connecting after becoming fully awake explain what I Woke Up Singing today. And what song would that be?

woke up singing bird wmLet’s start by examining how disappointed I should be to be sitting at my work desk when in my dream I called out of high school not once, not twice, but three times to make sure they knew I wasn’t going today. Oddly, I was trying to call out myself, but that wasn’t allowed. I kept calling numbers that were the school, but not the right office. Dream interpretation for that part is ongoing, but first thought: Am I Bono and I still haven’t found what I’m looking for?

After waking and realizing I’m not still in high school (thank all things holy) and adulting requires I get up and go to work, I rationalized it thusly: tomorrow is likely a snow day so save the vacay day for a sunny spring day.

As I got out of bed, the DJ in my head (DJ Tara… DJ T-Siz (thanks, Marc!)) dropped the needle on the record. And that is so the case because this song is old. I was but a wee one when it dropped, as the kids say, but it’s a pop culture icon and a classic tune. Also, it’s not surprising after one dreams of school to perhaps start humming this tune. Even less surprising, when life features events that make you want to start fortifying the wall around yourself with certain people, well, it makes sense that my brain picked this. (The songwriters have said that the song is about a barrier around a person that they erect to protect ourselves from life events.)

I am still singing this, in my best British accent. But here, for your listening and viewing pleasure, the song I Woke Up Singing, Pink Floyd’s Another Brick in The Wall.

Almost every day, my brain wakes with a record already dropped on its turntable. Sometimes, it’s like a dream — me telling me something or revisiting something about me/my life. Other times, it’s random as f*ck and I like to think my subconscious is just trying to keep me entertained on this crazy roller coaster ride called life. I celebrate this in my Frequently Infrequent Series Woke Up Singing. Look for more Infrequently Frequent posts, you know, infrequently. Read more of Woke Up Singing here.


  1. High school seems so far away, but music closes that chasm something sweetly.

    And see? Good stuff begets good stuff. I believe in it. Whenever I’m feeling down, it helps to lean on that wall ‘o peeps who get me and accept me for who I am.

    Pink Floyd love on a Tuesday, how great is that?

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      1. Buahahaha! I prefer the term “wisdom laden”, to be honest. And yes, I am your elder so . . some respect there Missy. 🙂

        I prefer fountains. And waterfalls. But that’s just me. If there HAS to be a ‘wall’ Imma want it to be a white picket fence adorned in red roses.

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        1. I don’t think you’re that much older than me so respect with a side of snark there. Unless you’re not Gen X because you really *are* old then… 😛

          Hey… don’t go chasin’ waterfalls… I heard that somewhere…

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          1. Oh I’ve got quite a few years on you, young lass. As in . . . Century mark? Been there, done that. I don’t feel, nor act my age. On certain days, my body will send me a friendly (sic) reminder.

            THANK you for that earworm! LOL

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            1. Funny. Twas just discussing (via email) with a lass from Quebec age and such and she said growing up is optional. I think we ALL subscribe to that notion, eh?

              Yes, my joints like to remind me I’m not 20 anymore either. Good times!

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            2. I ain’t growing up till I hit 60. That’s when I’ll begin acting my age, because the idea of being a cranky old bastid is just too good.

              The great thing about me having kept up my running regimen since I was a young pup in my late ’20s is that my knees are actually better than they’ve ever been. I’ve strengthened them immensely. It’s a misconception that running deteriorates them. If you keep at a regimen and treat them well, they keep on keeping on.

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            3. Your knees are being kind because you treated them well. Good on ya!

              I’m not even going to grow up at 60. Once I’m that old, why bother? But you go on and be cranky. You do you!

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  2. Your mind is a magical place, DJ T-Siz. No songs in my head when I wake up, no songs in my dreams. Although if my life was made into a movie I’d hope that Another Brick In The Wall would be part of the soundtrack. Just because.

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  3. Good Morning DJ T-Siz … (that does have a good ring to it). As a whole, I liked high school, but oh boy – those can be difficult, horrible years for many. I’ve always said teens are the cruelest people on the planet. Good news is they get older and most grow out of it … Bad news is they are replaced by the next batch. Meanwhile …. good song choice.

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    1. Thanks! And thanks again, Marc, for DJ T-Siz (abbreviated from his nickname for me, T-Sizzle). Glad to hear high school was a good time for you. It wasn’t the worst thing ever, but I wouldn’t want to do it again. That is true about the new batches always arriving!

      Thanks! Glad you enjoyed the song.



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