Music.

Unfortunately tonight has become a restless night after what felt like the most relaxing weekend I have had in ages. My wake up call will come all too quickly but for now I am trying to find rest in the comforting sounds of Jon Schmidt tickling the ivories. If you have never allowed yourself time to do nothing but listen to him play, you really should. After hearing his rendition of "Love Story" by Taylor Swift (with Viva La Vida and an awesome cellist playing with him) at a friend's wedding I became instantly addicted. So many nights I have fallen asleep to his flawless talent.

It always floors me how music can strike a chord with our emotions. I find myself scrolling up and down through my iTunes on a regular basis trying to find that perfect song that says everything I am thinking or want to share with someone else. If I can't find it there I will get comfortable with my Google search bar and try to find an artist I like who may have written the words I am trying to say. Even this piano music, with no words, can manage to say everything I want to say. Every note, every crescendo.. they all have their own meaning and sense of power.

A song can pack years worth of emotion into a mere 4 minutes of time.

I think it may be a sign that his song, "Bedtime" just started playing.