My love interest plays on the drums so hard, his fingers bleed...but that's a sidenote.

It's a funny thing. Music.

It's power. A tool that influences people. It can put someone at ease. Excite them. Scare the living daylights out of them. Make a foot tap. A head nod.

The tinkles of the piano keys. The heavy beat of the drums. The mixture of the sounds combined together creating a melody that can transport people. Change the atmosphere.Put words to the melody and you're in trouble. Those words will find their way into your brain and make a home there. Years later, you'll hear that song and you'll sing along. It's lyrics filed away... somewhere up there.

 Musicians have a lot of power. Power to influence people. Their thoughts. Their feelings. Their day. To define parts of someone's lives. Touch the heart. Bring people together and create friends.  Music can snap someone out of a trance. Or the sounds trickling out of the speakers could help someone wallow deeper in their own self-pity.

If I were to ever be so musically inclined to produce melodies...I would consider it an honor. And I would hope that I'd use the gift wisely. To influence people in a beautiful way.

For now I'll just keep humming...