Nothing warms my heart more than shuffling though my massive music playlist. Which is a good thing, since it's become a necessity as of late. When I listen to music I love made by people I respect, I really feel like I'm learning something, like I'm picking up little things that can improve my own music. Or maybe it's a lazy excuse so I don't actually have to work to improve. I dunno.
You know what I can't understand, if He's asked such a horrible thing of me-to write this maddening song- and He even has the time to send one of His lackeys to annoy me, why wouldn't He just come here and appear to me Himself? What, is He just too darn busy to show up? I thought of another reason today: maybe He just doesn't see me as a threat. Not like you other bloggers who are out doing stuff and whatnot. Maybe He thinks if He just leaves me here long enough, I'll just do what He wants.
Call me stupid, but as long as I have my music, I feel like I can do anything. As long as I don't actually have to do anything. I'm silly like that. Either way, I like not not think of such thing whenever I can.
And so finally, I leave you with this, a beautifully dynamic song that I've just fallen in love with. It feels like something that belongs to another, more interesting world. Good 'ol Treow, in my eyes, you can do no wrong.