my inner dialogue is a musical

listening to black balloon by the goo goo dolls, which is one of those interesting songs that i dont really want to say, add to my ipod for example, yet every time it comes on rotation on my private musical oasis, i find myself thinking, ok wait a minute and enjoy this....the familiar chords that can somehow still affect me even though my frame of mind could be anything from tattered shards to supernova. i guess you could say it's something something akin to the musical equivalent of that breeze that is so perfect you have to stop doing whatever the hell yr doing to lean into it and just enjoy.

which then puts me to thinking about songs that completely suffuse you-albeit momentarily, in a certain place or time, maybe even just a feeling. something of a curse of late, it's nonetheless at its essence, pure cath-ar-ssistance. so gracias benji and arturo and billie joe. i can honestly say i wouldn't be here if it wasn't for people like you.