Creating a playlist is an art. When I write, I explore the world through words, and music is a part of that. Maybe I’ve just been conditioned to feel like life should have a soundtrack, but I can’t imagine not having the ability to create stories and evoke emotions through curating a collection of songs.
So, this is my contribution to the current theme. Is it obvious? Sure. But who gives a fuck? Sometimes, your song is a fucking song. Sometimes you just have to cry and sing until you gain clarity, accept life for what it is and feel better about being in the world.