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Submission TitleWhat is music to me?

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TL;DR: I'm a perfectionist who doesn't generally write creative things, and also I love music.

NameLeanna Johnson

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I don't fancy myself a writer. Like, I can't even journal because I stress so much about it; I want to know the "rules" and I don't want to "mess it up," whatever that means. Pretty much, I'm a perfectionist, and when it comes to writing, there's too much freedom there, and I just generally choose not to do it. Except the other day, I was thinking about music. Like really thinking about it. How do some people just "not really like" music? I just could not (and can not) fathom. I have been singing since I could talk,  my favorite movies growing up (and honestly, still the only kind of movies I can actually sit all the way through) were musicals, and I can't drive for two minutes without playing some kind of music.  And then suddenly, I just had all these words in my head, and I just HAD to write them down somewhere. So. That's what this is. I've tweaked it little bit for clarity and whatnot, but sharing this little thing I wrote is absolutely terrifying because it's NOT perfect and that really freaks me out. But I guess that's the point. So, with the longest intro ever, here's the thing I did:

What is music to me? 

Music can bring me to tears hearing the song I sang at my grandparents' funerals or the one song on Johnny Cash's greatest hits album that I remember listening to in my Granddaddy's old truck (which I hated at the time but now I can't get enough of). It can make me cringe and laugh remembering my first middle school dance. It can make me smile thinking about when I first discovered the Beatles. That one classical Italian piece reminds me of when I tried to be a music major, and an entire Taylor Swift album makes me sad because it reminds me of that very hard semester and all the life things that were happening at the time. 

It can make me think of all of my very best friends; the mix CD I made in eighth grade for my best friend for Valentine’s Day; the songs we used to play in the car at maximum volume when I first got my license (because we were soooooooo cool); the songs from the musicals we all acted in together; the music we listened to in our dorm room. 

It's that one song that changed my life and then that other song that changed my life three years later. 

It's the songs that remind me of the pain I felt in a season of running from God and the ones that remind me of the joy of realizing He let me stumble but He would NEVER let me fall. 

Music is how I praise Jesus and how I hear from him most clearly. It's what I sing at the top of my lungs and the thing that brings tears to my eyes as I sit in silence. 

It can be one specific song or a whole album, artist, or genre, but music always elicits a feeling. 

To me, music is memories and emotions and time passing in seasons and a connection to my Jesus. Music is everything. 

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Submission TitleWhat is music to me?

Short Description (for preview in feed)

TL;DR: I'm a perfectionist who doesn't generally write creative things, and also I love music.

NameLeanna Johnson

Full Description

I don't fancy myself a writer. Like, I can't even journal because I stress so much about it; I want to know the "rules" and I don't want to "mess it up," whatever that means. Pretty much, I'm a perfectionist, and when it comes to writing, there's too much freedom there, and I just generally choose not to do it. Except the other day, I was thinking about music. Like really thinking about it. How do some people just "not really like" music? I just could not (and can not) fathom. I have been singing since I could talk,  my favorite movies growing up (and honestly, still the only kind of movies I can actually sit all the way through) were musicals, and I can't drive for two minutes without playing some kind of music.  And then suddenly, I just had all these words in my head, and I just HAD to write them down somewhere. So. That's what this is. I've tweaked it little bit for clarity and whatnot, but sharing this little thing I wrote is absolutely terrifying because it's NOT perfect and that really freaks me out. But I guess that's the point. So, with the longest intro ever, here's the thing I did:

What is music to me? 

Music can bring me to tears hearing the song I sang at my grandparents' funerals or the one song on Johnny Cash's greatest hits album that I remember listening to in my Granddaddy's old truck (which I hated at the time but now I can't get enough of). It can make me cringe and laugh remembering my first middle school dance. It can make me smile thinking about when I first discovered the Beatles. That one classical Italian piece reminds me of when I tried to be a music major, and an entire Taylor Swift album makes me sad because it reminds me of that very hard semester and all the life things that were happening at the time. 

It can make me think of all of my very best friends; the mix CD I made in eighth grade for my best friend for Valentine’s Day; the songs we used to play in the car at maximum volume when I first got my license (because we were soooooooo cool); the songs from the musicals we all acted in together; the music we listened to in our dorm room. 

It's that one song that changed my life and then that other song that changed my life three years later. 

It's the songs that remind me of the pain I felt in a season of running from God and the ones that remind me of the joy of realizing He let me stumble but He would NEVER let me fall. 

Music is how I praise Jesus and how I hear from him most clearly. It's what I sing at the top of my lungs and the thing that brings tears to my eyes as I sit in silence. 

It can be one specific song or a whole album, artist, or genre, but music always elicits a feeling. 

To me, music is memories and emotions and time passing in seasons and a connection to my Jesus. Music is everything. 

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Submission TitleWhat is music to me?

Short Description (for preview in feed)

TL;DR: I'm a perfectionist who doesn't generally write creative things, and also I love music.

NameLeanna Johnson

Full Description

I don't fancy myself a writer. Like, I can't even journal because I stress so much about it; I want to know the "rules" and I don't want to "mess it up," whatever that means. Pretty much, I'm a perfectionist, and when it comes to writing, there's too much freedom there, and I just generally choose not to do it. Except the other day, I was thinking about music. Like really thinking about it. How do some people just "not really like" music? I just could not (and can not) fathom. I have been singing since I could talk,  my favorite movies growing up (and honestly, still the only kind of movies I can actually sit all the way through) were musicals, and I can't drive for two minutes without playing some kind of music.  And then suddenly, I just had all these words in my head, and I just HAD to write them down somewhere. So. That's what this is. I've tweaked it little bit for clarity and whatnot, but sharing this little thing I wrote is absolutely terrifying because it's NOT perfect and that really freaks me out. But I guess that's the point. So, with the longest intro ever, here's the thing I did:

What is music to me? 

Music can bring me to tears hearing the song I sang at my grandparents' funerals or the one song on Johnny Cash's greatest hits album that I remember listening to in my Granddaddy's old truck (which I hated at the time but now I can't get enough of). It can make me cringe and laugh remembering my first middle school dance. It can make me smile thinking about when I first discovered the Beatles. That one classical Italian piece reminds me of when I tried to be a music major, and an entire Taylor Swift album makes me sad because it reminds me of that very hard semester and all the life things that were happening at the time. 

It can make me think of all of my very best friends; the mix CD I made in eighth grade for my best friend for Valentine’s Day; the songs we used to play in the car at maximum volume when I first got my license (because we were soooooooo cool); the songs from the musicals we all acted in together; the music we listened to in our dorm room. 

It's that one song that changed my life and then that other song that changed my life three years later. 

It's the songs that remind me of the pain I felt in a season of running from God and the ones that remind me of the joy of realizing He let me stumble but He would NEVER let me fall. 

Music is how I praise Jesus and how I hear from him most clearly. It's what I sing at the top of my lungs and the thing that brings tears to my eyes as I sit in silence. 

It can be one specific song or a whole album, artist, or genre, but music always elicits a feeling. 

To me, music is memories and emotions and time passing in seasons and a connection to my Jesus. Music is everything. 

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Submission TitleWhat is music to me?

Short Description (for preview in feed)

TL;DR: I'm a perfectionist who doesn't generally write creative things, and also I love music.

NameLeanna Johnson

Full Description

I don't fancy myself a writer. Like, I can't even journal because I stress so much about it; I want to know the "rules" and I don't want to "mess it up," whatever that means. Pretty much, I'm a perfectionist, and when it comes to writing, there's too much freedom there, and I just generally choose not to do it. Except the other day, I was thinking about music. Like really thinking about it. How do some people just "not really like" music? I just could not (and can not) fathom. I have been singing since I could talk,  my favorite movies growing up (and honestly, still the only kind of movies I can actually sit all the way through) were musicals, and I can't drive for two minutes without playing some kind of music.  And then suddenly, I just had all these words in my head, and I just HAD to write them down somewhere. So. That's what this is. I've tweaked it little bit for clarity and whatnot, but sharing this little thing I wrote is absolutely terrifying because it's NOT perfect and that really freaks me out. But I guess that's the point. So, with the longest intro ever, here's the thing I did:

What is music to me? 

Music can bring me to tears hearing the song I sang at my grandparents' funerals or the one song on Johnny Cash's greatest hits album that I remember listening to in my Granddaddy's old truck (which I hated at the time but now I can't get enough of). It can make me cringe and laugh remembering my first middle school dance. It can make me smile thinking about when I first discovered the Beatles. That one classical Italian piece reminds me of when I tried to be a music major, and an entire Taylor Swift album makes me sad because it reminds me of that very hard semester and all the life things that were happening at the time. 

It can make me think of all of my very best friends; the mix CD I made in eighth grade for my best friend for Valentine’s Day; the songs we used to play in the car at maximum volume when I first got my license (because we were soooooooo cool); the songs from the musicals we all acted in together; the music we listened to in our dorm room. 

It's that one song that changed my life and then that other song that changed my life three years later. 

It's the songs that remind me of the pain I felt in a season of running from God and the ones that remind me of the joy of realizing He let me stumble but He would NEVER let me fall. 

Music is how I praise Jesus and how I hear from him most clearly. It's what I sing at the top of my lungs and the thing that brings tears to my eyes as I sit in silence. 

It can be one specific song or a whole album, artist, or genre, but music always elicits a feeling. 

To me, music is memories and emotions and time passing in seasons and a connection to my Jesus. Music is everything. 

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Submission TitleWhat is music to me?

Short Description (for preview in feed)

TL;DR: I'm a perfectionist who doesn't generally write creative things, and also I love music.

NameLeanna Johnson

Full Description

I don't fancy myself a writer. Like, I can't even journal because I stress so much about it; I want to know the "rules" and I don't want to "mess it up," whatever that means. Pretty much, I'm a perfectionist, and when it comes to writing, there's too much freedom there, and I just generally choose not to do it. Except the other day, I was thinking about music. Like really thinking about it. How do some people just "not really like" music? I just could not (and can not) fathom. I have been singing since I could talk,  my favorite movies growing up (and honestly, still the only kind of movies I can actually sit all the way through) were musicals, and I can't drive for two minutes without playing some kind of music.  And then suddenly, I just had all these words in my head, and I just HAD to write them down somewhere. So. That's what this is. I've tweaked it little bit for clarity and whatnot, but sharing this little thing I wrote is absolutely terrifying because it's NOT perfect and that really freaks me out. But I guess that's the point. So, with the longest intro ever, here's the thing I did:

What is music to me? 

Music can bring me to tears hearing the song I sang at my grandparents' funerals or the one song on Johnny Cash's greatest hits album that I remember listening to in my Granddaddy's old truck (which I hated at the time but now I can't get enough of). It can make me cringe and laugh remembering my first middle school dance. It can make me smile thinking about when I first discovered the Beatles. That one classical Italian piece reminds me of when I tried to be a music major, and an entire Taylor Swift album makes me sad because it reminds me of that very hard semester and all the life things that were happening at the time. 

It can make me think of all of my very best friends; the mix CD I made in eighth grade for my best friend for Valentine’s Day; the songs we used to play in the car at maximum volume when I first got my license (because we were soooooooo cool); the songs from the musicals we all acted in together; the music we listened to in our dorm room. 

It's that one song that changed my life and then that other song that changed my life three years later. 

It's the songs that remind me of the pain I felt in a season of running from God and the ones that remind me of the joy of realizing He let me stumble but He would NEVER let me fall. 

Music is how I praise Jesus and how I hear from him most clearly. It's what I sing at the top of my lungs and the thing that brings tears to my eyes as I sit in silence. 

It can be one specific song or a whole album, artist, or genre, but music always elicits a feeling. 

To me, music is memories and emotions and time passing in seasons and a connection to my Jesus. Music is everything. 

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Submission TitleWhat is music to me?

Short Description (for preview in feed)

TL;DR: I'm a perfectionist who doesn't generally write creative things, and also I love music.

NameLeanna Johnson

Full Description

I don't fancy myself a writer. Like, I can't even journal because I stress so much about it; I want to know the "rules" and I don't want to "mess it up," whatever that means. Pretty much, I'm a perfectionist, and when it comes to writing, there's too much freedom there, and I just generally choose not to do it. Except the other day, I was thinking about music. Like really thinking about it. How do some people just "not really like" music? I just could not (and can not) fathom. I have been singing since I could talk,  my favorite movies growing up (and honestly, still the only kind of movies I can actually sit all the way through) were musicals, and I can't drive for two minutes without playing some kind of music.  And then suddenly, I just had all these words in my head, and I just HAD to write them down somewhere. So. That's what this is. I've tweaked it little bit for clarity and whatnot, but sharing this little thing I wrote is absolutely terrifying because it's NOT perfect and that really freaks me out. But I guess that's the point. So, with the longest intro ever, here's the thing I did:

What is music to me? 

Music can bring me to tears hearing the song I sang at my grandparents' funerals or the one song on Johnny Cash's greatest hits album that I remember listening to in my Granddaddy's old truck (which I hated at the time but now I can't get enough of). It can make me cringe and laugh remembering my first middle school dance. It can make me smile thinking about when I first discovered the Beatles. That one classical Italian piece reminds me of when I tried to be a music major, and an entire Taylor Swift album makes me sad because it reminds me of that very hard semester and all the life things that were happening at the time. 

It can make me think of all of my very best friends; the mix CD I made in eighth grade for my best friend for Valentine’s Day; the songs we used to play in the car at maximum volume when I first got my license (because we were soooooooo cool); the songs from the musicals we all acted in together; the music we listened to in our dorm room. 

It's that one song that changed my life and then that other song that changed my life three years later. 

It's the songs that remind me of the pain I felt in a season of running from God and the ones that remind me of the joy of realizing He let me stumble but He would NEVER let me fall. 

Music is how I praise Jesus and how I hear from him most clearly. It's what I sing at the top of my lungs and the thing that brings tears to my eyes as I sit in silence. 

It can be one specific song or a whole album, artist, or genre, but music always elicits a feeling. 

To me, music is memories and emotions and time passing in seasons and a connection to my Jesus. Music is everything. 

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Submission TitleWhat is music to me?

Short Description (for preview in feed)

TL;DR: I'm a perfectionist who doesn't generally write creative things, and also I love music.

NameLeanna Johnson

Full Description

I don't fancy myself a writer. Like, I can't even journal because I stress so much about it; I want to know the "rules" and I don't want to "mess it up," whatever that means. Pretty much, I'm a perfectionist, and when it comes to writing, there's too much freedom there, and I just generally choose not to do it. Except the other day, I was thinking about music. Like really thinking about it. How do some people just "not really like" music? I just could not (and can not) fathom. I have been singing since I could talk,  my favorite movies growing up (and honestly, still the only kind of movies I can actually sit all the way through) were musicals, and I can't drive for two minutes without playing some kind of music.  And then suddenly, I just had all these words in my head, and I just HAD to write them down somewhere. So. That's what this is. I've tweaked it little bit for clarity and whatnot, but sharing this little thing I wrote is absolutely terrifying because it's NOT perfect and that really freaks me out. But I guess that's the point. So, with the longest intro ever, here's the thing I did:

What is music to me? 

Music can bring me to tears hearing the song I sang at my grandparents' funerals or the one song on Johnny Cash's greatest hits album that I remember listening to in my Granddaddy's old truck (which I hated at the time but now I can't get enough of). It can make me cringe and laugh remembering my first middle school dance. It can make me smile thinking about when I first discovered the Beatles. That one classical Italian piece reminds me of when I tried to be a music major, and an entire Taylor Swift album makes me sad because it reminds me of that very hard semester and all the life things that were happening at the time. 

It can make me think of all of my very best friends; the mix CD I made in eighth grade for my best friend for Valentine’s Day; the songs we used to play in the car at maximum volume when I first got my license (because we were soooooooo cool); the songs from the musicals we all acted in together; the music we listened to in our dorm room. 

It's that one song that changed my life and then that other song that changed my life three years later. 

It's the songs that remind me of the pain I felt in a season of running from God and the ones that remind me of the joy of realizing He let me stumble but He would NEVER let me fall. 

Music is how I praise Jesus and how I hear from him most clearly. It's what I sing at the top of my lungs and the thing that brings tears to my eyes as I sit in silence. 

It can be one specific song or a whole album, artist, or genre, but music always elicits a feeling. 

To me, music is memories and emotions and time passing in seasons and a connection to my Jesus. Music is everything. 

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Submission TitleWhat is music to me?

Short Description (for preview in feed)

TL;DR: I'm a perfectionist who doesn't generally write creative things, and also I love music.

NameLeanna Johnson

Full Description

I don't fancy myself a writer. Like, I can't even journal because I stress so much about it; I want to know the "rules" and I don't want to "mess it up," whatever that means. Pretty much, I'm a perfectionist, and when it comes to writing, there's too much freedom there, and I just generally choose not to do it. Except the other day, I was thinking about music. Like really thinking about it. How do some people just "not really like" music? I just could not (and can not) fathom. I have been singing since I could talk,  my favorite movies growing up (and honestly, still the only kind of movies I can actually sit all the way through) were musicals, and I can't drive for two minutes without playing some kind of music.  And then suddenly, I just had all these words in my head, and I just HAD to write them down somewhere. So. That's what this is. I've tweaked it little bit for clarity and whatnot, but sharing this little thing I wrote is absolutely terrifying because it's NOT perfect and that really freaks me out. But I guess that's the point. So, with the longest intro ever, here's the thing I did:

What is music to me? 

Music can bring me to tears hearing the song I sang at my grandparents' funerals or the one song on Johnny Cash's greatest hits album that I remember listening to in my Granddaddy's old truck (which I hated at the time but now I can't get enough of). It can make me cringe and laugh remembering my first middle school dance. It can make me smile thinking about when I first discovered the Beatles. That one classical Italian piece reminds me of when I tried to be a music major, and an entire Taylor Swift album makes me sad because it reminds me of that very hard semester and all the life things that were happening at the time. 

It can make me think of all of my very best friends; the mix CD I made in eighth grade for my best friend for Valentine’s Day; the songs we used to play in the car at maximum volume when I first got my license (because we were soooooooo cool); the songs from the musicals we all acted in together; the music we listened to in our dorm room. 

It's that one song that changed my life and then that other song that changed my life three years later. 

It's the songs that remind me of the pain I felt in a season of running from God and the ones that remind me of the joy of realizing He let me stumble but He would NEVER let me fall. 

Music is how I praise Jesus and how I hear from him most clearly. It's what I sing at the top of my lungs and the thing that brings tears to my eyes as I sit in silence. 

It can be one specific song or a whole album, artist, or genre, but music always elicits a feeling. 

To me, music is memories and emotions and time passing in seasons and a connection to my Jesus. Music is everything. 

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