Music Matters

I think a lot of people find a sanctuary from something in life. Whether it be painting, collecting stamps, sewing, sports, whatever it may be. But for me, the most important way that I get through things is due to music. I would be no where if it were not for music. This not only applies to The Beatles. But to many artists as well. I like how well put together this was and thought I would share it.

Music Matters - The Beatles from Lee Gingold on Vimeo.

Daydream

I live in two towns. One I hardly walk through, the other one I walk through every day. One big, the other small and comfortable. Just the way I like it on some days. I almost consider the place a desert, it's so vast and empty feeling sometimes.

In the town I work in, there is more land and sky than there is places to eat or live. I can look around, see the clouds, see across the other side, breathe the air, feel the wind...some days I can't believe I ended up in such a dead end place but then again...it's comfortable. And I can be me. That's what matters, right?

This song reminds me a lot of this town. I don't think I've ever admitted that to anyone. My friend Brittany introduced me to this song. We enjoy things most other people from our area do not enjoy. Music included. I guess this song reminds me of the place because I think of how we are what seems to be the oddities in our town. The ones who turned out differently than the rest. And on my walks I can think about my life, God, my friends and family, little things, music, anything and still consider myself comfortable with the most irksome of people in my area. I am an oddity. and most people are either in awe or irked by that. take it or leave it. This country bumpkin town has enough room for a few oddities like myself. That's why I don't consider it all bad to live in this place. 

Sometimes I wish I could just reach my hands out to the winds when I get this warm feeling about how comfortable I am with this "oddity" idea. My iPod, myself and the winds are all I need to really enjoy myself on my walks. I guess the whole point of living in small towns is to always have something to dream about. For one day. I've had so much time to think lately. I'll be back to where I was soon.

The skies are vast and my heart still yearns for more. The winds are at my back, day after day. In that, I can say I am content. 

"The most intense joy lies not in the having, but in the desiring. Delight that never fades, bliss that is eternal is only yours when what you most desire is just out of reach."

-C. S. Lewis