Jammin’
As I wander down the path of self-fulfillment while dodging darts of negativity and self-loathing, I realized part of my life that is missing is music.
I used to put my earbuds in everyday & drown out the unhappiness of corporate woes around me. As I moved up into management, I started thinking it necessary to be more aware of my surroundings, so I put my iPod in a drawer and forgot about it.
Fast forward six months later, after a near-nervous breakdown & lots of harbored resentment of the negativity that surrounds me. I realized, I don’t WANT to hear the conversations around me. So I pulled out my iPod, blew the dust off, and proceeded to skip down the pathway to my happy place, which is inhabited by NIN, Nickelback, & the Black-Eyed Peas. (Yes, I have issues. I prefer to call it DIVERSITY).
So I’m jamming away, completely oblivious to my surroundings, when I turn around to find someone standing behind me.
I jumped. She jumped. I screamed. She laughed.
I just hope I wasn’t singing out loud as loud as I was in my head.