Music's the life flowing through

Man, I love music. I've been reminded of this in the last couple of days.

On Friday night, some friends had a "Well Lit Dance Party", hehe. A friend of mine is legally blind, but he can still see a little bit (he has macular degeneration) and it has always been his dream to have a dance party where he can see a little more clearly. Well, it turned it out to be sooooo much fun! Seriously, I don't think you really know till you've seen me on the dance floor- for hours! There is just something so wonderful about letting go and going crazy to fun music, it might be where I'm most happy. Le sigh...

I just remembered the first time I realized I loved dancing... well, my dancing, in public. It was junior or senior year of high school, at a Michael Jackson themed dance (one of those small ones after a football game), with Lisa Weigle. We just did our own thing to the side, not caring what people thought, we weren't thinking about what we were doing, we were set free! I do refer to my dance style as "flailing around," a style which was started that night.

Anyway, back to my musical weekend... Saturday morning, I tried something I haven't tried for a couple of months- my iPod! Remember back in September when it got wet and died? Well, I kept it and tried it every so often to see how my luck was running. Eventually I gave up, but kept it just in case. Well, I'm glad because it's baaaaack! It's not good as new (the battery doesn't hold anything) but all the music is there and easy to play! It has honestly surprised me how much this has made me happy- I don't know if that's the right word, really... maybe a bit relieved. It just shows me how much I love music and what it has been in my life.  Someone asked me once why music is so important to me.  Before I could answer, a friend said "It's because she's an only child."  At first, I was a little defensive (only children can be quite normal, thankyouverymuch!), but then I thought about it and she was right.  Music kept me sane through times when I was by myself or on trips with my parents.  I feel like this validates music's place in my life.  It's my sibling?  It has annoyed me, let me down, lifted me, and made me so happy!  All that to say, I'm very thankful to have my iPod back!
It is interesting to think about what a moment it was when it broke.  It wasn't just a thing breaking, it's what it signified.  First off, it was my main music source out here as I didn't bring any of my cds.  Second, it made me well aware of the fact that I am not making any money.  I couldn't just go out buy another one. It was a hard, but good, realization.