Thinking...

Music does something to me. It facilitates my mood, my thoughts, etc. I just got a whole bunch of new music and am kind of overloading myself right now. I should be reading for class this week, but my mind is too preoccupied with contemplation and imagination. I just had a whirlwind week in NYC at the United Nations Commission on the Status of Women. I haven't been able to unwind, soak it in, and reflect yet cause I've been thrown right back into school. I need time. I want to live, not just study. Music helps me feel alive. I wish I were good enough at guitar and singing and songwriting to actually be a musician, cause I would do that in an instant. I'm just amazed at the brilliant, talented people in the world...I wish I was one of them. Anyways...I'm just thinking out loud. I should go to bed. On that note, in the words of Jason Mraz: "Hey love...don't fall out of bed..."