Music

2013/07/28

It's difficult to articulate what music means to me. At my (long and boring) training this week I was cleaning up some of my spotify playlists and looking over all my delectable albums, but unable to listen to them was a kind of torture. Even now when I am able to curl up with a book and enjoy a little time in the wonderful seclusion of my headphones, I choose a favorite album to listen to but feel antsy about all the other great ones I'm neglecting. As time marches on and my music collection grows the problem only grows worse. There just isn't enough time. Such beauty and truth in the world. Such sorrow. Such happiness. I love it all.

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