Dueling Signs

Sometimes I look for signs in songs, thinking that whatever the lyrics say will happen in my life.  Even after my cancer diagnosis when every song on the radio seemed to contain a reference to death, I believed God was sending me a message via my FM dial.  Don McLean's American Pie became very eery as I bellowed every chorus, "This'll be the day that I die,"  and Billy Joel's Only the Good Die Young was obviously written exclusively for me, despite being released 34 years prior to my diagnosis.  Are we predisposed to certain words when we're seeking a specific sign?  Will this cancer kill me?  The answer, my friend, has got to be "blowin' in the wind" of a song.

Driving home from the grocery store this morning, I was listening to an Oldies station.  I'm not a musical genre snob.  I like them all.  Well, except for rap..... and country.......and crossover pop that can't decide which camp it wants to be in.  Other than that, I'll listen to anything with a good beat that's easy to dance to......provided it has soulful lyrics........with kickass harmonies.  So I'm listening to this funk song when the line, "Can't get close to you, girl" blares through.  This has to be the sign.  I've become too closed off.  Most men find me intimidating, but apparently now ALL men do.  Just as I'm about to declare this el segno de deo, the radio station gets cut into by a country station, and I hear, "We're having such a good time together."  While the two stations are vying for supremacy, I realize that this is my sign, and by that I mean my astrological sign: Pisces.  The Piscean sign, with its two fish swimming in opposite directions, was exactly the dichotomy of my radio station duel. And by that I mean, the duality duel of my relationships, past, present, and probably future.  I get close to a guy so that "we're having such a good time together." Then I realize he's gotten so close that I might actually need him, and he "can't get close to (me), girl." 

So, children, what lessons have we learned from today's sign?  First, I cannot foretell my future through a playlist.  Second, I need a new car antenna.  And, third, I need to be the fun fish and NOT the flapping, floundering fish with control issues.