Attuned

That you are not alone, not really, in feeling anything at all that you might feel is certainly a comfort. Why I like novels and song lyrics so much. I cannot explain how normal it makes me feel to hear song lyrics that speak what happens to be on my mind. Without them, the depth of despair, I imagine, would be this irrecoverable place. As it is, nothing can't be gotten past, it seems. Because the proof is in the piece of art someone else has created that was inspired by the feelings they once felt. Or do still feel, whichever. The point is that they were able to step outside those feelings for long enough to create something beautiful. Or telling. Or important--whichever, however. The perspective is the thing. Gotten during a respite from the onslaught. Where that leaves me is if they can do it, then so will I be able to.

With the assistance of:

1. "The Build-up" by The Kings of Convenience feat. Leslie Feist
2. "Put Your Records On" by Corinne Bailey Rae
3. "Lonelily" by Damien Rice.
4. "Miss Magnolia" by Matt Costa
5. "I Wish You Love" by Rachael Yamagata

That's all. Just those five. It's been a good summer for music.