Wake Up, Billie Joe!
September’s over. October’s here. Time to wake up—really wake up. Don’t sleep through life like you’re doom-scrolling on the toilet. (We’ve all been there.)
“Wake Me Up When September Ends.” That Green Day track has been echoing in my head—Billie Joe Armstrong pouring out his pain, and somehow giving the rest of us a reminder: don’t lose months, don’t drift through seasons, don’t wait for life to shake you awake.
Holidays, routines, rinse and repeat. Life doesn’t wait. One second everything’s normal, the next—bam—everything changes. Sometimes it’s beautiful. Sometimes it sucks. Both are part of the ride.
Someone cuts you off in traffic and your inner monster wants to go full road rage—yell, flip a finger, imagine slashed tires. Take a beat. Breathe. Let that heat out. Your heart will thank you; your life will keep moving forward.
You get a ticket and your brain screams, “F*ck the police!” Feel it. But don’t let it drag you down or waste your energy. Pay it if it makes sense, or contest it the right way if it doesn’t. Save that energy for things that actually matter.
So wake up. Move forward. Take risks. Laugh loud. Don’t let this cruel world dim your light.
Wake up, Billie Joe. Wake up.
Got a story that made you wake up lately? Drop it in the comments—I’d love to hear it.
