like a lot of people, music pulls me.
it’s everything i need. so often, i am searching for settings in which i can listen to that one song and i will FIND it, i will find the setting, and it will feel make-believe. utopic. sometimes, with the right mood, the right day, the right feeling, the right person, my heart stops. and i stop breathing. and then, when i finally let air spill out of my mouth- it is part of the song. that’s how perfect the setting is. and how perfect the lyrics sound and the guitar sticks to me and everything blooms when i hear it.
it pulls me. i live for the tug.
…dig it.