Reality

I couldn’t seem to work today. Spent several hours making iTunes playlists and sorting through my music. I hadn’t realized it before, but when I was in my teens and 20s, everything was all about escape for me. I played music and daydreamed about the future. Somewhere around the time I moved to Los Angeles, in my late 20s, the future arrived, and music wasn’t about daydreaming anymore. There used to be another universe going on in my mind. Make-believe or fairy tales. I like reality better now, even with Bush in the White House.

Listening to “Rehab” by Amy Winehouse.