Where Music Takes Me

I plug my headphones in; an Anonymous Melody off the ORG Lounge album is filling my auditory senses with clean and positive sounds. It’s taking me away from this place. Not away… no, it’s putting me in the right place. I am already in the right place, but it doesn’t feel that way. I am where I am supposed to be, but my mind is going elsewhere… it belongs elsewhere. It belongs in the mountains, the forests, the bubbling brooks of nature. It belongs with other people, sharing thoughts and dreams, making them come true. Dreams can’t come true from here, where my mind is bottlenecked by the distractions of work.

Ah, work. It’s the provider of my means to accomplish my dreams. Without it, I have nothing but the clothes on my back and the food in my belly to sustain the mere thought of natural inspiration. Even then, the clothes and food are indicators of how down and out I am, and still I can create with my mind the hopes and aspirations that force me forward in life. Someday I’ll put my mind where it belongs.

February, 2009