I've been
singing along to
Winamp for most of the day. I'm
alone, and it's
really loud, and I feel like a
rock star.
A
habit I think I'm stuck in, forever and ever. It's really enjoyable,
truly. It's
angsty, and emotional, and when I can work up the courage to
scream along with the louder songs, an amazing release of emotion.
It makes me want to be
louder,
more confident, more than anything else... But it's a habit I've picked up while
alone in this big house for the last week, eagerly awaiting the return of my
girlfriend from
Maine.
For every song, I can
put myself in the artists shoes, or adapt the
emotional timbre of the song enough so that it relates to me, it fits my life prefectly, so that
the song is about me. Me, and me alone.
I feel like a rock star.