The Soundtrack to My Life?

So I was driving down the road to work today, and I started thinking about music. When I say driving down the road, I mean down the highway....for 35-40 minutes.....because I commute to work....because I adult so hard some days.

Anyway, I was thinking about music and realized that when I hear a song, it puts me into a very specific state of mind. Sometimes it's the beat, sometimes it's the lyrics, but I always start imagining myself in a movie about my life. Except it's not actually my life, but one that is far more exciting than my actual life. Case and point, when I listen to certain rock or metal songs. Anytime I hear the song "I'm Alive" by Disturbed, I immediately imagine myself charging into battle. Suddenly I am writing the shit out of an email. I'm using sentences like spears and trying to pillage some poor soul's inbox for my own.

Don't get me wrong though, I love all music. The problem is that not all songs have the same effect as I think the artist intended. Two songs came on the radio today, where I realized this. The first song was "Work from Home" by 5th Harmony.

I know what everyone is going to say. "That song is my jam!" "That song makes me want to put in work with my man!" "That song get's me worked up!". Do you know what I think about with that song? Netflix and Chill. The problem is I mean literally Netflix and Chill. I'm thinking popcorn, a little Daredevil, and then going to sleep. And what do we do when we go to sleep? Sleep! The lyrics talk about turning the bed into an ocean (sexy!), but then talks about having "nothing but sheets in between us". Do you know what that means? It means y'all are getting 8 hours of quality sleep and likely having some "tension" to deal with in the morning. You may be at the ocean, but the tide is high and someone is going to get crabby.

The other song that I get mixed up with all the time is "Hot in Herre" by Nelly. You know the one, "It's getting hot in herre....So Imma take off all my clothes..." First, nobody wants to see me take my clothes off. I am white. Like pasty white. If I am not white, I am red from a sunburn. I once had a tan, and it was because I had been doing field work and was covered in dirt. And that leads me to what I think of when I hear this song. I think of literally being hot. I imagine myself in the middle of a miserable field, with 80-90 degrees Fahrenheit (26-32 degrees Celsius) and approximately 80% humidity. Then add that you are walking around in the sun, carrying gear, and there is a smell coming from somewhere. Is it nearby manure? A stagnant pond? Who knows! It could be you, considering how hot and sweaty it is. And yes, that makes me want to take off my clothes. And no, that does not make me want to dance and party. It makes me feel sweaty and gross.

And so there you have it. There are songs that get me pumped up to party. There are songs that make me want to be very marital with my wife (insert winky face). There are songs for battle, work, fun, sadness, you name it. And now I leave you with a song that will forever remind me of my wife.