Sometimes I listen to music on my walk to work in the mornings. On the hottest days of summer I’ll listen to recordings of live shows and pretend I’m at a music festival, instead of thinking about how many sweaty blocks I have ahead of me. In the winter, focusing on music and lyrics gives me something to think about other than how cold my toes are despite the wool socks and boots. It’s a good distraction.
Sometimes it’s a lot more than that. Continue reading