I'm not sure I can really pin down the reason, but I've been really anxious the last week or two. I haven't been sleeping well, and when I do have my typical nasty dreams (had a variation of the nuclear holocaust dream, only with meteors instead of bombs). I find myself eating like a pig because I think it makes me feel better. I get little bouts of panic too and I'm not even sure why.
When I left the house this morning, it was strangely very cool, even fall-like. That subconsciously brought me to last fall, which led my fingers on the iPod to Tracy Bonham's Blink The Brightest, and that's what I listened to on the way in to work.
And pretty much like that, I felt at ease, and relaxed. Music can very much be like an old friend that comforts you with familiarity. When it's music that good, it even makes you smile. Yeah, I cry a little when I hear "Shine," I'm so emo! (The teenage stereotype, not the punk rock ethos.)
Thanks, Tracy!