Music is a funny thing. It has the ability to manipulate my emotions.
For better or for worse.
I've become aware of this, and I try to stay in tune with what I'm feeling and why I'm feeling it, and whether I'm really feeling it at all. Maybe it's just the music imposing its agenda on me.
I've been on quite a few airplanes in the past few years. My favorite part of the experience is taking off. I ignore the warnings to turn off all electronic devices, and listen to Led Zeppelin as the plane picks up speed and begins to lift. The adrenaline is compounded with Rock and Roll blaring in my ears.
Below is an unofficial Death Cab for Cutie video of Transatlanticism that I blame (in a good way) for conspiring to persuade me to run for faraway places.
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