Melody is my medicine.
I was reminded of this on the way to work today: how there is simply no bad day bad enough, no rude driver cursing enough, no unfortunate circumstance tragic enough to overcome the effect of beautiful melody on my heart. The fact that I can't sing a note to save myself is beside the point. Just the sound of others constructing this wonderful language is enough.
Perhaps the sight, sound, or experience differs, but I believe every one of us has this direct channel, the one thing that lifts our souls beyond our selves. Our unique path to ephemeral euphoria through momentary immersion. Our own escape hatch.
If you're stressed out, try it.
If you're still searching, find it.
What's yours?
