Then came the drive to dance, where I heard some sad news: Chester Bennington had died. The name may or may not be familiar to you, so I'll just tell you he's one of the main members of (in fact being the frontman for) Linkin Park. (Also apparently Stone Temple Pilots for a couple of years.) Thiiiiiiis...makes him essentially a childhood idol of mine.
Like. I was really saddened by the loss of Chris Cornell. (Ironically enough they were apparently friends and today, the day Chester Bennington died, was Chris Cornell's birthday. They also sadly share the same cause of death from what I can tell.) He was a living local legend, who had passed away.
...But I don't think you understand just how important Linkin Park was to me. At the darkest part of my life, they were one of the bands I listened to in order to cheer myself up. They were one of the main bands I listened to in fact. Every day, I would go out of my way to listen to them.
More than that. Me ripping off Linkin Park songs is how I got into continuing songwriting. I had done poetry before, but it was me stealing from Linkin Park tunes which got me to actually start and keep going on writing well and true proper songs. To this very day I still am influenced by and can rip off from Linkin Park be it consciously or subconsciously because they just have that much influence over me as a lyricist.
Linkin Park songs got me through some tough times. Linkin Park songs helped to inspire me, helped to make me live. And today I learned that one of the main guys who had made that possible had died. The guy I spent my youth, my childhood, listening to, had died.
Not lightening my mood: at dance I discovered just how awful my feet are feeling. That pain that I mentioned? It still exists--it didn't go away. Now! It's not getting worse, mind you. Trust me, I know my body, I can tell, it's not getting worse so it's not a medical emergency. But I can also kinda sorta feel like it's not getting better, either.
More than that. I feel like I may have bruised the bottom of my feet, too. Or done something to damage a different part of my foot. Specifically, the ball of the feet, and more specifically, the index and middle toe balls of my feet, in that they have apparently been bearing most of my weight and are now complaining.
This is a separate problem from before, however, as I had the first without the second, so I feel like the issues are entirely unrelated, just...really sucking. Ow, my feet hurt in so many different ways. It's kinda disturbing just how many ways you can mess up your feet badly.
I wish this were more of a pleasant day but some days simply aren't as good as others.