I was driving around in Alice, my WonderVan, this summer as I often do; Hello, alone time, while we were secretly going back and forth about the house. Inspections, meetings, banks etc … the whole ordeal and I finally knew all I needed to make a house a home was music.
I was missing music.
I remember calling Aaron and just saying – I don’t care any more. I need our crap out of storage and my speakers on the wall. I just need music.
Which felt like I was relieving the pressure for the first time. For a year living upstairs everything we did had an audience.
Privacy is a big deal to me, odd because so much of my life is online and available – which induces hiding and blah blah blah!
I want to be invisible. I want to escape.
Music makes me feel like I am, like I can. And apparently, makes a house a home too.
So, what are you listening to? What does music do for you?