Seems when you’re enveloped in uncontrollable sadness the worst-best thing is to listen to music. It magnifies. Draws you in. Can the same be said about elation. Not sure. When I’m happy, I want to engage with the world. Frolic. Dance. Drink. Play. See.
Sadness is a different beast. At least for me.
My iPod’s on shuffle mode. It Takes a Thief is blasting. I’m ambivalent about Thievery Corporation. Yet, as a friend often describes his unexplainable bouts of emotion, my eyes haven’t stopped leaking since I turned the blasted iPod on.
Yet I can’t. Don’t want. To turn it off.
Maybe it’s quiet that magnifies sadness. And music is company. Distraction.
No. That’s not it. Right. It magnifies. Pushing.
The faster the pain, the faster the healing.