I love listening to music. When I say music I mean every single type of it and in every language out there. Music, just simply the music.

It might sound familiar or weird to you, but do you know that scene in Ratatouille, when Remy tastes the food and different kind of lights and stuff flash in his mind? Well, it’s kind of like that with music for me. Songs brings me all types of emotions. I don’t have to know what the song’s lyrics means, enough that my heart does. Cliche, huh? Maybe. However, music sometimes can be bringing memories back or just creating ones. Like listening to that song in a movie or a drama and all of the sudden my heart and mind remember how I felt listening to that song with that scene.

Music can be my very own space that is not really there. Just play the song and I am in another place and time. Upset? Play music! Worried? Press play! Happy? Oh, c’mon! Aren’t you going to celebrate? It all comes along with music.

It just makes me have the life I couldn’t have sometimes. Well, I am going to confess. I daydream. A LOT. Especially when I listen to music. In my own dreams, I am free of this life’s responsibilities. I live by the beach or on top of a mountain. It depends on the song that’s playing.

Like the best part of the day is just that time before bed. It’s when I can relax, play some music, read something or maybe write a blog just like I am doing now ;).

At the end of the day, music means more than just some tunes and lyrics to me. It’s my best friend. It has always been there. That might sound crazy but it’s the pure truth. Please, isn’t it the same case for you too? 😉