90's Alternative (November 2010)

I have a love/hate relationship with 90’s alternative. The music is wonderful, and growing up to it means I know all the lyrics and am just now taking the songs for what they mean. My issue is purely emotional, which is driving me up a wall. Why is it that every time Edwin McCain plays, I become a despondent, teary mess?? I have never been good at handling things like growing up, and reminders of my childhood make me extraordinarily sentimental. My stumbling blocks: fear of aging and distress over human limitations. When I’m on a high road, I’m far too logical to even notice these pathetic flaws, but they really have a way of kicking me when I’m down. I can’t say I’ve reached any conclusion here.