Friday, 20 February 2009

I hate being without my Ipod


I hate being Ipodless, particularly in the mornings even more so on the mornings where everything seems to be going to shit- dodgy tummy, I can't find the earrings I'm looking for even worse my USB pen -the holy grail (trust me it is when you're a student) decides now is the time to play hide and seek; in my case hiding permanently is all mine is capable of doing.


music therefore is the remedy, the elixir cure for these idiosyncratic nuances that decide to blind- sight me at 8am on a weekday morning.


leaving me free to get lost in the melody or hooks of my favourite tuned is the perfect escape for not having to think about the bigger problems in my life that if I let them may consume me whole.

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