After Silence, That Which Comes Nearest to Expressing the Inexpressible is Music.*

Sometimes I forget how much I love music.

And then I throw my earphones on and I head to the gym and I spend an hour or two sweating and working and all my favourite songs pour into my head and fill in the space between my ears with nothing but how amazing music is.

And I wonder all over again how I could ever forget how much I love music.



*Aldous Huxley