Well, our countdown is finally over. David Archuleta is home! Yay!!
Do any of you feel a bit lost or confused right now? I do. David’s home. He’s not in Chile anymore. But what does that mean in terms of being a fan for the moment?
When he was gone, the countdown made sense. We knew the date he left so we knew approximately when he’d get home. I don’t know about you, but I never really thought much farther than that while he was gone. I had a return date. That was all I needed. I knew he’d be back by the end of March and that was good enough for me. I settled in for the long haul and knew I’d have to find ways to amuse myself. No problem. I did. For two years.
But….he’s home now. I don’t know what I was expecting but I don’t think this is it. I feel like I’m still waiting for him to get back. And I guess I am because, while we’re no longer waiting for a return, we’re still waiting for something else. Something more. The Music. Because to us, David = music.
Two things are making it difficult for me. First, I’m not really sure what I’m waiting for. There are so many variables, so many unknowns. Will David’s music be the same? Will it change? What type of music will he record? And in what language? Will he be heading to the Philippines? Will he do a concert here in the United States anytime soon? Will he vlog soon to introduce us to “the man he has become?” (I hope we can get reacquainted soon.)
Second, we don’t have a date. We’re no longer counting down, we’re counting up! But up to when? It’s the not knowing that makes it hard.
It’s like being on a road trip and not knowing your destination. If you know it, then you can anticipate if it’s going to be a long trip and be prepared to sit back and relax knowing you won’t be there for quite a while. When you know it’s going to be days in the car, you prepare for it.
A half hour trip is nothing. Just your driver’s license and the car will get you there. If you’re going to be driving for a really long time, you pack an ice chest, you bring iPods and iPads, you pack a bag and book a hotel. The problem is that (even though we don’t mind waiting) we have no idea where we’re going or how long we need to be prepared to wait.
I want him to take as long as he needs; forever if that’s what he needs for HIM. But for ME, I hope I don’t have to wait that long.
*sigh* It’s the final countdown (or count UP). If only we had a clue.
I’m trying to be patient but can we get a hint? Pretty please? Should I pack an ice chest? Will I need my iPod and iPad?
PS: If you tell me I need to pack a bag and book a hotel, I hope it’s for a concert. 😉
MT is a staff writer for The Voice.