It seems I have too many CDs. I came to this conclusion, while flipping through my CD folders and realizing I had CDs I had totally forgotten even existed.
I did a semi cleanout a few months back, but I think I need to do an even bigger one. It pains me, but it pains me a lot less than it used to.
I still buy mostly CDs, but lately I've just been buying individual songs off of iTunes. I have become that person. I will buy only my favorite artists actual CDs..needing somehow to still have material connection to the music.
I honestly don't even listen to much music anymore. Mostly in the car. Sometimes when I'm on the computer. Usually I get hooked on a song and listen to it for a good long while.
All of this points to something quite painful for me. I'm getting old. It creeps up on me, these getting old tendencies, and overtake me before I realize it. So often I fight it, flailing about in adolescence or young adulthood far longer than is normal. Or right. For me. I hold onto things I fear losing before realizing my life is better or more balanced if I just go with the natural flow of growing up.
I have such a hard time letting go.
But, there is still music.....that inspires. That reaches through the walls I put around my heart, slips under my defenses, sparks my soul. It's not as abundant and it may mean I buy only one album every few years, but it's still there. And thank God for that.
(on a side note, the first CD I will be getting rid of is Destiny's Child 8 Days of Christmas...why did I ever think I wanted it? It's awful!)
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Getting Old
Posted by Amy at 4:09 PM
Labels: Life in General, music
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5 comments:
Yes, you are getting old (-:
Seriously, Destiny's Child? Oh, the shame!
Thanks, Mom!
E~~I know! And get this...I also have Clay Aiken's Christmas cd and er, kind of like it.
Right there with you, Am. Except for the Desinty's Child, or the Clay Aiken thing....
Well, I won't send you the Destiny's Child cd, then, Jen! But I might try to sneak some Clay Aiken into your stocking!
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