When you don´t want to do anything

I don´t want to write. I don´t want to do anything. Just lay down and stare into the ceiling. It´s one of those days...

But I blast Enter Sandman at full volume. TAKE MEEE, OFF TO NEVER NEVER LAND.

And BAM. Just like this, I not only want to write. I can´t stop writing. In fact, writing seems too meek for me. I want to move. I want to lift. I want to drive furiously down the highway.

Nothing really changed. I just pumped 100 decibels of one of the greatest rock hits into my ears.

And now I am a different person -- dripping with energy.

Weird huh?

The power of music.