Music it's love's lenguage...

Music transport us, feed us, brings us back memories, help us either enjoy or torture ourselves, to me music has been for a long time, a beacon, an escape from reality, a dream I don't want to wake up from, it has join me in my tears and my laugther, while I sleep and it's the first thing in the mourning, and the last thing I hear at night; it has marked up diferent phases in my life, at some point has helped me to overcome thing I never imagine I could live through, it has been a friend and an ally. But I'll like to let you know why music is all of this for me, it has been a beacon cuz' there is moments in my life where I feel disoriented, where once again I found myself on a new place, a place I don't belong, I feel uncomfortable, you are once again the new kid at school so to speak, who doesn't belong to society created before your arrival, and you found that openning, the song that you know and like, and you go on and adventure yourself into shering your thoughts of that song, giving you the entrance to lose your fear and shyness, an escape from reality, cuz' when I have been tired of my problems, all I need is to slip on my headphones, crank up the volume and picture myself in other place I travel to the moment I heard that song, to my middle school, where I can see those steps going down to get to the main courtyard, I can see again the worn out color on the walls, and the sound of the wind on the trees, I start to remember that times have been better before, and that I was able to enjoy them only so I can face the bad times with courage, it makes me remember the songs I sang to my girlfriends, it makes me able to see them again, in my mind, and remember "boy, she surely was beautiful". Music has been my companion, it has stood beside me in dark times, like when I broke up with my girlfriend, and when her memory came to my head I played Bobby McFerrin's "Don't worry be happy" to get that thoughts away from my mind and just move on, thinking nothing is ever worth that much suffering and everything is at some point getting back on track. Music it's the first thing I listen when I wake up, on my alarm clock and th last thing when i go to bed, cuz' I keep humming the last song I heard on the radio, it has marked up moments in my life, like the trips I made with my parents listening to "Buscando America" of Ruben Blades, or my grand dad parties listening to Hector Lavoe, or even feel like a grown up at my 12 years old litening to Molotov (laughts), I can still recall the day I meet the magic on The Beatles blue and red album, or in high school when I sang "in my life" in fron to the clasroom for my english class, I remember singing "Kiss the girl" from The Little Mermaid to my girl while dancing on the sidewalk outside her house; it has helped me get depressed when I allow her, and want my tears to gather in my eyes thinking the cause of all my problems, when I lost all the colors and see all in black and white and I want it to stay that way, that's when she helps me with songs such as "Obokuri Eeumi" wich ironically it's a love song, but it shows a sad love, so as you can realize by now, music has been next to me since I can recall, is the friend that never failed me, that never judged me, that joggs with me in the mourning, and doesn't get jelous of any girl I look, never fights with me, and has always something new to offer me.
So think for a moment, turn arround and watch closely your playlist, and then try to think where and when did you heard that song your listening right now, allow yourself to remember some important moments on your life, that today you have forgotten, just listen to it and let it take you to your past, try live it again...