Hi
I’m in our truck headed to Arizona. We left our home five hours ago and still have probably 12 hours left including stops for gas.
Road trips are therapy for me. I have my earbuds in and I’m listening to my favorites playlist. My taste is all over the map so it’s like buckle up buttercup, Nazareth, Billie Eilish, Bon Jovi, Bright Eyes, Marilyn Manson, Bryan Adams, The Charlie Daniels Band, Dua Lipa, Disturbed, Garth Brooks..... there isn’t a feels that isn’t felt and I love music for that. For walks down memory lane and for skipping down a shiny happy place to reaching into the dark places to travel through your heart and mind while peeling off the stress and worry and shit. Just me and what stimulates the pieces of my soul.
I go over conversations I wish I’d done differently or had. Unpack baggage leaving the weight of those things blowing along the dark highways. A new mile comes with new freedom, lightening the mental load.
I love it. I love the rollercoaster of emotions and how quickly they change so you don’t get too mired down in any one emotion.
“Tell me what’s been on your mind” the music begins, and the brain responds, the heart beats the words, the soul sings the emotions. The body moves to the thump of the bass and you’re suddenly any one of the personalities we all carry with us.... crooner, sexy, sadness, rock, lullaby, brilliant, deep, fun.... slip into this version of you and enjoy the moment.
It’s raining hard. I can’t hear the drops, the music pulses, the rain washes away the layers as Father Figure begins.
Ps:Medical update coming soon. It’s not good. I’m taking a minute off to concentrate on seeing my son and grandson. I made lots of arrangements and promises to get me docs to let me go on this trip. Worth it.
Tracy
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