As far back as I can remember there has been a soundtrack to my life- the good and the bad. I still can't listen to SenseField without having some unwanted feelings. But why? I have playlists that I've made on my computer for every mood and I've noticed that if I'm not upset, my mixes make you feel like jumping off of a cliff! But the happy mixes are completely dance-able. Surely this is something that the world has already figured out, but I haven't really sat down to the topic.
At the moment, don't ask me why, I'm playing The Rasmus and Kenna and it's a good thing. I can sing along without getting a cavity. Or maybe I'm doing this so that I don't put in the Queen of the Damned Soundtrack and replenish my wardrobe of it's missing black.
I can still remember high school and those days when I felt that I was so unique, so individual- in a group of similarly individual people? Hey, I was younger then. But it still felt good. I am very close to getting my 9 earings put back in actually- I really liked them! But corporate America and all...
Listen to me! You'd think that I was in my mid-forties! Is it really too late to reclaim your individuality? Especially when you have no job and no prospects? Who know?
CSHL- Sunrise, Florida, United States of America
