Music

Music speaks to me when nothing else can. It perks me up when I’m down, it wakes me up when I’m tired, and it fills my soul with warmth. I love music and the way it speaks to me. And now, I’ve gotten to a place where I’m not ashamed. I used to be embarrassed of the music I like. I really only like pop music, which some people find ridiculous. But I love pop music. I love Taylor Swift, The Girl and the Dreamcatcher, Daya, Bea Miller, Alessia Cara, Sabrina Carpenter… The list goes on and on. However, the list of genres does not. And I’m okay with that. I love music, pop music. And that’s that. Music of all kinds is beautiful. It does things nothing else can. It’s not as quiet as a book, not as loud as hanging with friends. But music is my escape. And I find that beautiful in every way.