Yes yes yes music! I listen to it louder and louder. I feel it, I separate the instruments in my head and focus on each sound absorbing it digesting it like it’s inside me a part of me I think I can play drums guitar sing I’m a conductor I shoulda been a rock star I listen to it everywhere on repeat over and over and over I move faster to it drive faster to it smile smile smile. When it’s turned off I still hear it the songs repeat in my head sometimes a whole song over and over and over sometimes partial lyrics and I can’t make it stop. It can then become too much but then if it disappears in an instant I miss it immensely. I think it makes me feel alive. The flip side is I can end in the same state but the songs become depressive and I just cry and cry and can’t stop. They can pull up the worst memories and make them even more huge and horrible. So much emotion good and bad is attached to music.

I also become short tempered and annoyed if people make me repeat what I’ve said. I won’t repeat it. I’ll walk away.