No matter how bad my day goes, how rough it seems, music seems to penetrate my soul and release all the stress in my muscles. It's kind of sad, I've almost forgotten this amazing feeling music gives you. I used to listen to music a lot, all the time actually. I always had my headphones on or some melody coming from my stereo speakers. But ever since college started I found that me and music were beginning to have a long distance relationship. We would come into contact with one another occasionally, but nothing more.

In fact, for a while I had sort of lost taste for music. My ears were tired of listening to the same beats offered by hip hop music, the generic tunes generated by pop and even, sadly, the fading brilliance of rock. Now don't get me wrong. I didn't renounce music or anything of the sort. It just wasn't something I turned to anymore. There were still occasional songs that I would get excited for but the feeling would fade after only a day or two.

But lately my view has changed a bit. Before I went to Colorado I cleaned out my room, you know, for fun. While going through all the burned CDs I had I found a stack of rather familiar tunes given to me from a friend. She had made them for me awhile back and I actually used to listen to them quite a bit. In any case, I took all the CDs out and decided to give it another go. I liked them back then so I would like them now right? Wrong. I didn't like them, no, I loved them.

It was a weird feeling. I mean, despite the fact that I had listened to them before it felt as if this was my first time being exposed to such harmony. Perhaps back then I only listened to music but never really heard it...or perhaps I'm changing as a person so it's affecting my taste in music. In any case, I'm finding myself appreciating a new genre of music I never really explored before.

And yes, that means I will be stealing music from you from now on Rosa. ;)