At five o'clock yesterday, I was as happy as could be. Regardless of my current mood, I'm proud to say I have taken initiative and done something that was formerly difficult for me to do. I'm equally proud to report that I have, for the time being, avoided self-sabotage by playing to my strengths, keeping it simple, being ever-ready, and-my latest endeavor-trying to have faith.At five o'clock yesterday, though, I believed that the singer of "Viaje de Estudios" was saying "estaremos juntos" which, in English, means "we will be together".
This morning I discovered that, in reality, he sings "no estaremos juntos" (I have a firm belief that anyone with half a mind ought to be able to deduce what that means so I shall not translate it).
I believe I'm the type of person that judges situations by the vibes I receive. I was much happier when I misunderstood the song's lyrics, taking it as an omen of sorts. Because the song sounds happy, I believed it had a happy meaning. I took it as reassurance that something may actually come of this.
Having realized that the song is rather tragic, I was discouraged for two reasons. I will first state the least obvious: that my Spanish comprehension is not where I'd like it to be. Moreover, though, I summoned some self-confidence from the song.
What can be learned here is that as my understanding of the song changed, my entire mood changed... but I honestly don't know what to make of that.
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