Musical Escape....

I'm sitting here at my desk with my playlist going... in the same place I've been sitting for the last hour and a half. I'm up almost two hours past my bedtime, but I just can't seem to make myself press stop on my music. It's got me hooked. Sometimes when I'm listening to music, especially when I'm alone, I feel like I'm tuned into a different part of myself. It's like a much stronger version of how I feel when I'm at church. Strange I know.

Music truly is my escape from the world. Not always from bad things though. Music gives me my high. I apologize if that sounds wrong or inappropriate. Dancing used to be it for me, but as I've grown dancing has just become second nature. One of my students came up to me last week and asked why I was always twirling around. He even demonstrated what he'd been seeing. It kinda caught me off guard, I didn't realize that I'd been doing it. I looked at him and said, "I guess I must be happy, I dance when I'm happy." It's true. I do dance when I feel happy. My best school days are when I walk into the building with my iPod playing. It gets me fired up for the day. Music has been my escape since I can remember. I'm glad I have my music, even if I can't play an instrument, or sing well, music makes me happy.