"As I wrote, I felt uneasy. I didn’t want to write a hopeless song when there was so much within our world that seemed hopeful. I didn’t want to package meaninglessness as the only answer to “why am I here?” However, I didn’t want to wrap the song up in a bow, selling a happy ending as fake as our airbrushed lives on social media. I didn’t want to resolve the journey by telling people I had your answer to happiness; because that’s not real life. That’s not how Ecclesiastes ends. How do I give an honest voice to desperation and doubt, how do I give space for them within our current liturgy of buying contentment and hacking your life towards happiness?
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