It's true. When a mood takes me, for good or for ill (usually the latter, sometimes the former), music calls me and rolls through my mind. I've always been very musically connected, and it draws such strong emotional responses from me. It's either a sign of sensitivity or that I should be sharing a room with someone named Sybil... Crapshoot!
As I sit here now on my couch, I have a variety of songs playing over and over through my head. 'Everybody Hurts' by REM, 'Call Me when You're Sober' by Evanescence, 'Give Me a Reason (to love you)' by Portishead, 'Fog' by Trampled Under Foot, 'At Last' by Etta James, 'Into the Mystic' by Van Morrison, 'Cool Change' by Little River Band... it's a busy place, my head. I should install traffic signals. Or Valium dispensers...
Oh, and on a side-note? I'm on day three of successfully taking steps to quitting smoking. For the past three days I have smoked less than half, or thereabouts, my normal amount! I figure it's a good way to start, and I'm glad I'm making progress as it stands right now. Here's hoping it helps me in the ways it needs to.
What a week...
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