A lot of writer’s main muse for inspiration is– aptly named– MUSIC. Maybe I’m just more in tune with myself and my creativity but as of lately I have been finding music everywhere that just seems to strum my creative guitar.
In movies, song’s play as theme music to certain moments. Well I am perpetually listening to all kinds of music on my MP3 player. I’m not really that picky when it comes to music. Constantly I find myself walking to the beat of the drums, watching people talk in sync with the lyrics to my song, or the wind swaying to the violin.
I know music is a time machine of sorts. You can be transported back to a particular time in your life or think of someone with just one note of a song. That is the reason why so many of us love music. It permeates into our ears, transforms our minds and flows through our veins.
When the perfect melody finds your heart, its almost as if it explodes into pieces, shattering through out your body taking up residence in your memories. Only to be recalled when that particular song plays again.
If you talk to anyone who knows me, the most common thing they’d say is, “She’s got the memory of an elephant.” I truly believe this is because I listen to so much music and can associate meticulous sounds in song’s to many people, events, and places in my memory that I’ve been blessed to have, fairly easily.
The pleasure of having a boyfriend who loves to spoil me with all thing’s media related, is I get to travel my creative milky-way to the melodic tunes of great singers and song writers. I get to dance to my own life’s theme music and share it with my beautiful readers.