So, I have been working listening to music on stereomood.com (well actually, I am listening through my app on the iPhone, but if you don’t have a phone that is very smart, have no fear, if you have headphones/plugs, you are as good as golden). Anyhow, stereomood is one of the most awesome inventions to come to internet, and if you haven’t checked it out yet, you best get on that. Basically, it is a service to listen to web-streamed music. But, it isn’t just any web-streamed music, they are specially made, crowd-sourced playlists composed of songs that correspond to a particular mood, yes you heard me correctly, entire play lists that give off calm music vibes, when you are feeling calm, angry music vibes when you are feeling angry, coffee-break vibes when you are feeling, well, coffee-break, you get the point…
Maybe it is the rain today… maybe it is just me, in general, maybe it is my stereomood play list (I have cozy on currently). I really don’t know, but whatever it is, it is making me feel extremely nostalgic. I have been having a bit of a difficult week at work, you know, when things just don’t seem to ever work the way you want them to – no matter how many times you pull everything apart and try to put it all back together, and now I am sitting here on an early Friday evening, trying to refocus but I keep day-dreaming. As I mentioned, maybe it is the song that I am listening too, (Horses by Olds Sleeper & Scott Bookman) but I keep finding myself in a day dream. It is a very particular day dream, and it is so vivid it feels real while I still at my desk typing.
I am on a very plush field, with very rustic fences all around. The colors I feel are beige and soft lilac mixed with the green, green grass of the field. It smells like morning dew and sweet breeze, it is sunny and peaceful, there are birds chirping and the leaves in the trees and the grass on the ground are swaying lazily. All of a sudden, I feel the soft main of a galloping horse whoosh past my face and it lightly tickles my cheek. The sun is shining and lightly warming my skin, I feel a sensation of happiness that I am missing right now.
Could this be a preview of my cozy destination? Should I take up equestrian lessons? How do I interpret this glimpse into my self-conscious during a moment of pure and utter stress? All I know is that day-dreaming is such a beautiful capability of our minds, imagine if we lived in a world as Lois Lowry wrote about in “The Giver”, without the possibility to imagine or dream about different sensations in our subconscious that we can feel but maybe have never experienced. Maybe I confused philosophy with nostalgia, either way, I just want to be cozy, stress free and most of all, happy, and I hope that one day I can reach that goal.
Stay cozy, teacups.