Music has caught me!

Here I go again, unconsciously listening to music to be conscious of it's every little bits and pieces. I feel like I was made out of music and for it. There are certain chords that when I hear them I get chills, I get happy, I get sad, I remember things, it's as strong as scent, music is for me.
I was supposed to be cleaning and organizing but I get so into music because it always me to live in the moment. I got up today around 2 and something just made me start listening to music. Maybe it's cause I need it for some reason. In any case I feel very energized and positive today.
Being positive is a choice, it's a decision, and it become a lifestyle and you become happy. I am getting happier and happier everyday because I am loving myself a little more everyday. I am doing loving things. I am taking care of people very lovingly just as I would me.
Recently, I have been going to a small independent music shop called BullMoose. They have new and used CDs. I don't know why but I love buying used CDs, there is just something about a used CD that kicks the new CDs ass. One thing is definitely the price, another is buying a piece of music that someone else has already enjoyed and they are done with it now for whatever reason, I like to think of it as sharing an old CD, except in this case someone buys it.
BullMoose is so cool to me. It is a small place, it is not a giant megastore, it's not in the mall, it's open til late, they have awesome employees who are just real and human they're not machines, they don't seem to have to beat themselves up over finding something I'm asking for. Small shops are very enticing for me because they have music that I won't find in other stores because they cater to anything and everything no matter what condition sometimes and for me that's very caring because there is something there for everyone. This is probably another reason I buy old CDs, the shop carries whatever and anything they can.
So there I go, music has really caught onto me again as you can see. Music can produce so many results through the ears. It really grasps onto me sometimes like a person I can't let go of. It makes me wanna find out more about it like someone I love. Music can cheer you up or bring you down, like a relationship. There are no limits to music, like life itself.
I live in a house with artists. I too am an artist in different respects. Music to the painter artist here helps him work. His paintings shine throughout the house. There are 6 of his works in my bedroom, they are so protective of me I feel. They have a life of their own, he was only their creator, he doesn't own what they mean because they are interpreted by many different minds in many different ways. Music for me is allowing me to create and make music again.
One night, last week when I first got my new guitar I was playing it in the kitchen. He came down and heard me playing. We started talking. We are so different but yet so alike, especially as artists and as appreciators of art. I remember how wonderful our talk was, and if I could summarize it, I would call it vintage. I sat there with my guitar on my lap and shared stories with him. My storytelling was prestige that night. My stories came out very simple, with a good punchline every time my life stories took a funny or quirky turn, like when I bought my first electric guitar and I got home to find out I couldn't play it through the house stereo!
I have gone on for too long and this is easily 2 or 3 different blogs but this is me sharing a part of me :) Enjoy