The power of music is astounding and the way it constantly fits in my life is simply breathtaking. I’m sure you’ve all heard it before, music is my life and all that cliche shit. But there’s really no other way of saying it. To me music is indescribable. It’s one of those things that’s better to feel than to express in words. I’m a senior now and the more I look back, I wish I could have changed some of the actions I took. But then again, how would I have seen that all that transpired would actually happen? Even more what else would have taken its place? Life is beautifully frustrating in that regard. For some instances you know exactly what will happen, but for others you don’t until it actually happens. I’m listening to James Blake and as I listen to him humming, I’m transported to the depths of my mind, waking up feelings of regret, reminiscence, and overall sadness. But while his music tends to make me (my mother included), sad, I still can’t help but be mesmerized by his voice. In the electronic landscape he builds, his voice cuts so clearly like a light at the end of the tunnel. There’s no other way I can describe it but as eerie and haunting but so beautiful as to keep me wanting to listen to him. In his voice is everything I feel right now. I should be doing college apps right now, getting ready for the next big chapter in my life, my mom reminding me that I should be responsible like my fellow peers in completing them but I’m scared. As I look at the lyrics of the song I’m listening to, it’s only fitting that I’m entranced by it. I’ll leave you with some of the lyrics.

“I don’t want to be a star/But a stone on the shore/A lone doorframe in a war/When everything’s Overgrown