Never consciously realized what a big part music played in my mundane morning routine till my speakers stopped working about a week ago. Turns out, coffee, shower, make up and Smokey maneuvering between my feet are just not the same without some rusty blues or raggae running through the walls.
The fact that they were a house warming gift from my friend Ernie makes me also realize I've been in this place for over six months now. And that so much has changed in the last six months.
