There’s a place I go to in my mind when I listen to music that is extremely calming. It’s in this place of calm that for moments at a time I slip away from thought. Allowing myself to hear every sound, and feel every note as if they were a tangible substance. As I feel the music all else fades to grey, and nothing else seems to matter.
Occasionally life hands me a moment that presents itself like a song. The sun sinks behind the hills, the air turns cold, and the stars peer through the dark veil of evening. I slip out of this moment, and into a calming place in my mind. I hear nothing except the crackling of a campfire in the still evening air, and watch the glowing embers spiral upwards as they burn into the sky, seamlessly becoming the stars twinkling above my head. Its here I pause in order to get a mental grasp on this moment where, briefly, I visited that place of musical calmness.