Music. That one word makes my life better, makes it easier to live. I'm not quite sure exactly what it is about music, but it just makes me happy. It gets me through the day. It refuels my depleted supply of energy. It makes me, me.
In my book, not much is better than music, or more powerful. Music can change our emotions in an instant; it could make us cry, or it could make us laugh. It could make us angry or it could make us happy. Music has the power to change our opinions or our mindset. That good beat and those amazing lyrics have the potential to change you as a person.
I could lay down with my ear phones in, and escape to another world. Music can take me where I want to go, or where I need to go. It can bring me to terms with something I've been denying. It can help me cope with the world. When I'm sad, it can make me happy. When I'm happy, it can make me sad.
I can't quite put my finger on it, but something about music just leaves me awestruck. It's simply someone singing a sequence of words, paired with instruments that give off a pleasant sound. So why do I love it so much? Why does it have such an affect on me?
I don't know.
I'm not too worried with the "whys" and the "hows", though. I just know that I love music, and there's no way I'm ever going to get over it. Ever. Music is a part of me, and I truly believe it's woven within my soul. It's knit to my heart. Tattooed to my skin. Get the picture?
It's not leaving me anytime soon.
Music is my escape from reality; my happy place.
What's music to you?
'Til next time,
PopofTart
