Music vs. People

Most people quite like music, of one sort or another. The difference between them, and me, is the amount that we like music. I love music. Like, I really love music. I can’t play any instruments, and my singing angers people(not a jealous anger, more like an anger that fills them with dread), but with my earphones in, a song playing, drowning out the world, I am truly transported, and I am who I want to be. A careless, free individual with only happiness and Billie Eilish lyrics floating around in my head. I listen to a pretty wide variety of music. Mostly popular pop, some less popular pop – shout out to Quinn XCII, who is an amazing artist – some older pop that I grew up with that’s left an impression, even though the actual songs are not incredible. Even a couple mumble rap songs, including Post Malone and Lil Mosey. Believe me, it surprises me if I ever like a rap song…apart from some of the legendary Eminem songs of course.

But back to the title of the post. Music vs. People. It probably comes as a surprise to a lot of people, but often…I tend choose music over people. And here’s why.

Music is protective, safe, controlled. You know what you’re going to get when you tap ‘play’. Music envelops you like a big, warm hug. People are different. Sure, sometimes people can be warm and protective, but you can never predict what people will do and say. People are unpredictable, music is not. And that’s really why I love music so much. It’s something I can rely on to be there for me, and I can always find a song that says what I need to hear. I recently realised that music is so important to me, I want it to be with me permanently. Which is the inspiration for my dream to get this:

I hope this strange post connects with someone out there!

Published by Harry

The shy, anxious guy in the corner

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