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Sometimes when I'm in the car and a really good song comes on, the kind of song that just sounds like the soundtrack to your life, I get to thinking. I think that what if something happened, just then, and the car flipped over, spun out, exploded, crashed, or some other disaster. It would be just like a movie. The screaming and spinning, only it would all happen so fast that the music would claim it. The music would be there beforehand, beautiful and subtle and then when the smoke cleared and little tributaries of blood ran down the windshield, it would be there again. So beautiful, so sad. Like a requiem or the song that comes on in a movie when everything is going to shit and the main character is just walking, just thinking and silently hurting. A real defining moment.
And then I just cry. Not because it's particularly sad, which it really is, but just at the beauty and power of everything. The feeling of music pouring into your soul, surrounding your body so you can feel the melody sweeping into your ears and the percussion in your stomach. Or even just nature. Driving past a strip of forest, the outlines of branches against the sky or a gauzy mist covered sliver of moon. I just want to drink it all up, hold the night sky with my eyes.
There's just so much.
HA.... im such a nerd!!!
And then I just cry. Not because it's particularly sad, which it really is, but just at the beauty and power of everything. The feeling of music pouring into your soul, surrounding your body so you can feel the melody sweeping into your ears and the percussion in your stomach. Or even just nature. Driving past a strip of forest, the outlines of branches against the sky or a gauzy mist covered sliver of moon. I just want to drink it all up, hold the night sky with my eyes.
There's just so much.
HA.... im such a nerd!!!