- no radio = she needs time to clear her head, day dream a bit w/o distractions, just have some peace and quiet. she's content and enjoying the chance to think and sort and process.
- soft radio (very seldom happens) = she wants a little background noise, doesn't matter what it is - she's not really listening to it. usually only occurs when riding w/ someone else.
- loud radio = happy Cori - she's singing along and grooving in her car. the sun is shining and life is good.
- volume up as high as possible and she's trying to crank it higher = life is soo incredibly stressful that she's trying hard to drown in the chaos of the music and forget it all. if this doesn't work, she'll soon have a melt down.
these are my gauges lately. i spent much of may in the last category (4). june has been a split between 3 and 4. i'm just now making my way back to category 1. i've missed this. i really like it. it feels so "me" and good. i love the time to think and reflect and work things out slowly in my lil' brain.
i've no cd player in my car and the cassette player broke a while ago. so, yes, i do have just the radio to listen to (or not) during my 5+ hours of commuting each week.
ya, so as i was typing this and saying how i sing along to the music i realized that i nearly never listen to classical music anymore. my commute used to be almost exclusively classical. (i was crazy about string quartets for a few years.) lately it just makes me blue. i hope there's a pendulum swing here, because i would like to be able to enjoy it again at some point.
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For me, it's the type of music that often seems to be an indication of my mood. I know that I'm in trouble when I can't find enough "heavy metal" (do they still use that term?) in my collection.
At the risk of overusing one of my favorite words, music is so darn cathartic for me. It helps me to express emotions that just don't seem to come out any other way. There's nothing quite like singing a well-assembled verse accompanied by creative instrumentation. Not to mention a heart-wrenching lyric delivered with such pathos that it can bring tears to your eyes. And sometimes, it's just fun to feel like a rock star.
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