Sunday Musings 04172023

The Hopeless Void

Lately, I’ve been thinking about a radio show, Deliah. If you aren’t familiar, Deliah (I’m not even sure that’s the name of the show) will play love songs and bangers while answering listener questions. It’s a hybrid between self-help and sappy 90s songs. 

People with heartbreak and people head over heels would write in and dedicate a song. Deliah would share her thoughts, offer advice, and pick the best song for the situation. It made me think about the people requesting these songs. They must be so hopeless. I don’t say hopeless in a derogatory way, I mean it in the sense that it’s raw and vulnerable. From someone full of love who wants to share it with everyone to someone who is grasping hope. 

This request, this sharing your most vulnerable is a plea into the hopeless void. Those brave enough to put their hearts out into this void – those are my people. The hopeless. 

There’s got to be less than 1% of the population whose had a song requested for them. How would you even respond to that? Embarassment, overwhelming joy? A combination of both? 

Deliah would play late a night on random radio stations. I never knew how to find it, but on late-night, long drives I always found her. It’s been years, I don’t even know if she’s still on. I don’t think I really want to know… it’s the curse of the hopeless hope.

Xo love kim

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