Music Time

It all started in 1921 when I went to my first dancing party. I was a shy girl who didn’t like talking to anyone outside of my family and the group of friends I had. However, when I did my hair and got all dressed up I suddenly felt alive and outgoing. It was so different after that night. Lets just say, before that moment I didn’t, no no, I couldn’t remember any thing. It was all a fuzz before this year. Although, I was okay with it at the time because the music and the dancing was the best in this decade. I could dance for hours at a time and there was a guy. He was such a handsome guy with blue eyes and a brilliant smile. Besides that, I couldn’t remember his name, but that wasn’t the point.

Without any warning I was at the end of the thirties. Of course the music was great yet I was missing something and that was the handsome guy. He was gone. No where to be found and I was alone, but  I was guessing it had to be the best thing for me, at the time. Sing music boomed everywhere I went. Dancing was amazing but I danced alone now. When ever someone wanted to dance, I thought of the man. No came instantly because I all I wanted was the blue eyes watching me sincerely. Along his brilliant smile gleaming at me as we danced the night away.

Despite all that, the thirties didn’t last long. All at once the fifties rolled right in. From poodle shirts to the music, it was all new. It was great but it went by in a flash. It was almost like I couldn’t stay in one decade for to long period of time and this seemed like the shortest one because unexpectedly I’m in the 80’s.

Now they 80’s was a fun time. The clothes were crazy and the music was so different but so much fun. I was a little rusty with the dancing because I had no idea how too but I just watched and listened. Punk rock was what they called it…I think. Nevertheless this time periods music hit every nerve in my body and loved it but something was still missing and I couldn’t put my finger on it.

Out of the blue I looked around and I was in the 2000’s confused. It seemed like a whole different world now. With the music and the clothing. It was horrible here. A girl from the 20’s in this time period? Of course there was a few songs that I absolutely loved, but key word was a few. These years felt like forever and they just dragged on. All I wanted to do was go back in time but it felt like it was moving forward in slow motion. The past was so much better and I was feeling more alone then ever. This so called “rap” was beginning to drain the happiness out of me every time I heard it. It felt like I was never going to get out of these years and I thought I was going to be suck there for ever because of my leaping through time was all haywire. In spite of that thought I shot to a new year.

2015, to be exact and I haven’t aged a bit. The music stinks and all I want to do is start over back in the 20’s. That decade was so much better then this one. The generations are so different and I can’t get a handle on things. It is all the same…The clothes…The music. It all seems as if the music is all the same. Almost like know one can come up with there own things anymore. I start hating it more everyday. Having said that, promptly there is a shift in time. Naturally, I thought the time would go forward, but this time it went back to the past.

Looking up from my seat at the round table I see the brilliant smile from across the room. His blue eyes peering into mine making me melt. My hair is all done up along with my dress that goes down to me knees The 20’s! A smile drifts onto my face in excitement. My heart is filled with the music again and I am satisfied.

“Can I have this dance.” I nod slowly, taking his hand and I get up.

The time switches were all so fun and the music was great but this was where I belonged the whole time. This decade is where I should be forever. Right here next to him. 

Featured Image: “20’s” By Thomas Hanks @ Flickr (CC BY-NC 2.0)