day 74. Today I’m grateful for music. From tinkering violently on piano keys as a tiny child, through my first violin, memories of my guitars – spanning acoustic, a red and white electric that I’ll never forget and even a brief foray into bass guitar. I dabbled in flute for a brief moment and I dream now of cellos and exotic wind instruments. Music has always been such a huge part of my life. When I’m not playing I’m listening. I play music when I walk, when I drive, when I cook, when I work… anytime I’m alone I’m sewn into my headphones like a safety net, an umbilical cord calling me into another world where I can dissolve into rhythm, into memories, into thoughts, into ideas. In one way or another, music has always been with me and simply a few lines of a song will take me back to the moment it was the chosen one to cycle on repeat, embedding itself into the memories of that time.