It’s Saturday night and I’m working. Yes… Can you believe it? But it’s not that bad. Going to a bar, enjoying some alcohol, head home, listen to a dubstep mix while writing a review. Don’t mind that at all to be honest.
That is how much I enjoy writing.
I’ve always loved music. It has always been a huge passion of mine. I can remember the times as a teenager– damn that made me feel old –buying a new album. Getting home, putting it on and only listening to the music. Doing nothing else – just listening to the music. Now I’m always doing something while listening to a new podcast. Reading the news, surfing the web, writing [like I'm ironically doing now], etc.
However, I’m getting better at enjoying music again. I’ve been slowly forcing myself to just listen to the music. Especially late at night when I feel like just relaxing a bit before I call it a night.
I blame the urge for always wanting to be online. Always checking for new information. Not being able to just enjoy the moment.
After I publish this post I’ll just sit back and relax while listening to the latest dubstep podcast.