For some, music is a past-time, or just something that they indulge in. For me, it is my “recreational drug” of choice (alongside TV shows and coffee and books and football), one of the things that keep me hinged, an anchor to this world, one of the things that keeps me (almost) sane.
Yes, music is that big of a deal to me (and probably it is for you too, if we are friends). Here are some ways that music has kept me from going berserk.
On long commutes
…which for me, is not a daily occurrence anymore, since I now live a stone's throw almost literally from my office. So the very few times I do have long bus rides, I look forward to listening to music. And it cannot be just any kind of music. It has to be my own. And given the preference of bus drivers to tune in to the most annoying radio stations, I always make sure that all my gadgets are charged before I embark on the 1 1/2 hour ride (just in case one gadget runs out of juice). The last time I rode a bus alone without my music, I was almost tempted to beg the driver to please just turn the stupid radio off. I have no patience for DJs who talk too much, singers who should not be singing at all and pop songs played to death.
On short walks
Even if I will probably hear just 1-2 songs on my short 5-7 minute walk, I still need to drown in music or now, podcasts. Otherwise, I will go crazy from the noise pollution and the actual pollution, the really loud people who have no consideration for others and just the sounds of rush-hour metro that can really get to you.
Waiting at the bank
…which is one of the worst places to be stuck in, since you’re not allowed to bring out your gadgets of course. Music can keep you from counting all the stains on the ceiling or starting random conversations with strangers who will slowly inch themselves away from you.
Working / Studying
Some people prefer complete quiet when working or studying to concentrate better, but that would just drive me bonkers. I am more inspired to write or go on Facebook (really, that’s part of my job) or send out emails when I have my 68 gig music collection on iTunes on random or the wonders of Spotify. You never know what song you’re gonna get next!
When I can’t sleep
Instead of counting sheep (which i don’t think I’ve ever done) or reading a book (which will actually keep me up more than making me sleepy), I just make a sleepy playlist, which may consist of songs that have the word sleep in them or the instrumental OSTs of my favorite movies or singers with sleepy voices. Sometimes the songs even bleed into my dreams so I sometimes choose weird songs to give me even weirder dreams.
When I can’t find the right words
Have you ever experienced being so full of emotions (either good or bad or even mixed) that you can’t find the right words to properly express it? My own words fail me, I can’t write an original sentence to save my life, and so I just scroll through my songs until I find the right one to match what I’m feeling at the moment. And then I post the lyrics. Music becomes my mouthpiece when I have no words left.
When my soul is heavy
There are days when you just wake up and you feel so weary and your soul just cries out to God. And during those times when I groan or I rage or I just cry, the music of anointed people who have either gone through the same pains or have emerged victorious and joyful, have helped me figure out (along with prayer of course) what exactly ails my heart and soul.
When my heart overflows
And then there are days when you wake up and you feel like bursting into song because you realizehow much you love Him and how blessed you are and how His grace has kept you alive. Music helps me go to a higher plane of worship and thanksgiving and love for my Creator.
How has music helped you keep sane? I’m sure you have a story to tell…