Music

What I don't seem to grasp is how could God create something so real, and so beautiful.

I'm going to be pretty open here, because this is my favorite thing in the whole wide world. I mean it. I could lie in my bedroom all day, window cracked, pen and paper in hand. But what makes it all feel so much brighter and more real, is the music. The music that sets the day, or just the feeling inside my heart. These are the kind of things I could fall in love with a million times over again. The songs I could fall in love with.

What I start to think about more is how often music is heard mostly just in our cars. No, I don't drive yet. But this seems to still stick as a dream of mine. To just get away, and turn on my favorite song as if I need no one else but the voices on my radio. I would perfer it more at night, where I feel more secure, alone, and sheltered to just sing my heart out.
The other times in the car that are a gift seem to be the days with our friends in the other seats with you. Fun songs and laugher fill the air and everyone feels this joy inside them to just sing and never stop. Keep the windows rolled down, and let your arms fly out. This also is a wonderful feeling, and its a shared one.

Sometimes I can't believe how well songs fit people's moods. They could be going through something so wonderful, or something beyond terrible. There are songs to greif, cry, shout, and dance to. This is given to us, just for us. The words could cause our minds to shake, almost in awe of how well the words become a perfect puzzle. We begin to feel understood, and how we're not exactly the only ones feeling a certain way.

Music is a gift.. And it's not worth being wasted.