Music was my first love!
Music has always had a special place in my heart. The first memory I have of music is me being five or six years old, singing in a children’s church choir. The more I grew up and the older I got, the more I realized that music would always be there by my side. And truth be told, one of my oldest and closest friends I found through music.
In the best of cases, music energizes me, it puts an end to procrastination, it helps my thoughts get into a flow, it inspires me, triggers good memories, speaks to my heart and makes me want to dance in public places. And in uncertain times like now, music is my ultimate source of comfort.
Music helps me process and realize what lies underneath. Whenever I feel exhausted or angry, I sing a song and address it to myself. No matter what the song is originally about, it always overwhelms me with clarity. It always helps me realize where the root of the problem lies.
Nothing is worse than hours of silence without realizing what is missing. To prevent that, I changed my phone’s alarm to music I like, I listen to music when I do household chores or when I need to go to bed. As I said, music really (!!!) helps me deal with procrastination.
And what I have learned over the years is that sending the right song to the right person at the right time is worth more than a 1,000 words.
So, yeah, even if it might sound corny, John Miles was right. Music was my first love and it will be my last. And I stand by that, every day of my life. To live without my music would be impossible to do. In this world of troubles, my music pulls me through.
P.S.: Lyrics from “Music” by John Miles (1976)