Good Music Heals All Wounds

I have been sick for about a month. With pneumonia. And it has sucked not only my energy, but my life.

I pretty much feel like I am on the edge of nervous breakdown number two. I had a nervous breakdown in December of 2002. I feel very elite to say that I actually had that crazy movie star disease where I was suffering from "exhaustion".

I don't rest.

Ever.

And then something like this happens. Sickness. Pneumonia. I get the "living life to the fullest" disease. All I am doing is having fun! Enjoying life! Right?

So music. It is SO powerful. It says everything that I want it to say. I can place people and locations into each song I hear and live through it. Feel it. Experience it. Enjoy it.

Songs that mean something to me right this second:
Sick Puppies - All the Same
Silversun pickups - Lazy Eye
Offspring - Want you bad
MCR - I'm not ok (I promise)
Jimmy Eat World - Softer (She's Perfect)

and to throw everyone off right now..drum roll

Dave Matthews Band - Grey Street
" Oh look at how she listens
She says nothing of what she thinks
She just goes stumbling through her memories
Staring out on to Grey Street.
She thinks, "Hey, how did I come to this?"
I dream myself a thousand times around the world
But I can't get out of this place.
There's an emptiness inside her
And she'll do anything to fill it in
But all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart
How she wishes it was different
She prays to God most every night
And though she swears it doesn't listen
There's still a hope in her it might
She says "I pray oh but they fall on deaf ears,
am I supposed to take it on myself?
To get out of this place? "
Oh There's a lonliness inside her
And she'll do anything to fill it in
And though it's red blood bleeding from her now
It feels like cold blue ice in her heart
When all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart"

Music. Heals. There is always a song to say what I am thinking. Always.