Music In My Head

I've had Taylor Swift on replay for I don't know how many hours now. Her new album is quite amazing. It didn't sound quite right on the first play--- until I realized later that day that the song I Knew You Were Trouble was stuck in my head. Then I listened to it again--- and currently it's a song I like very much.

Ah, my taste in music is strange. Most of you will probably say it's no taste at all... but I reckon it's just a quirky sort. I can no longer describe the music I like. I guess when I listen to it, that's the moment whether I decide whether I like, dislike, or remain neutral about a song.

Sometimes I think I'd like to marry someone who was musically talented. I'd be kinda cool it if they had a nice voice, and they serenaded their love for me. Or would that just be creepy? Maybe it is kind of creepy. Hrm, guess I'm ill-suited to romantic fantasies. Though I keep on having this dream where I'm lying down on a soft old couch, listening to someone play the piano beside me. The soft old couch is inside an ancient cottage, where the windows are broken so it doesn't shut properly. I lie half-awake on the brink of a storm, and the cool breeze rushes through the windows and makes the curtains dance. Then music is played on the piano, and it starts to rain... the sound of the rain resonates nicely with the notes being played.

I wish I could capture all this in an image. Maybe I'll try one day. It's a nice dream that I dreamt up.