My good friend had indirectly taught me about blocking all senses while listening to music. When we had first hung out, I had witnessed her cover her eyes with her hands as she listened to several artists I gave to her. And while I have begun to really enjoy doing this, I feel that there is a much different experience soaking in constantly changing scenery.
It had been a while since I drove aimlessly for the purpose of listening to music. The last time I could remember was spent singing lyrics, before I became as passionate about music as I am now. This would be the first time I would really absorb both the music and the passing sights. The suburban areas didn't spark as much emotion apart from what the music itself was creating within me. It wasn't up until I travelled east of Midwest City, into the lush green fields and the occasional rolling grades when sight and sound came together. I had to capture each moment. Every mile was something different, a different sight coupled with a different song creating different emotions.
At this moment I realized, I'm experiencing a side of Oklahoma I have never experienced before. I may have passed through and have seen such scenery, but I never took the time to stop and truly experience it. It was beautiful. And Years Of Rice And Salt made the experience more intense.
Years Of Rice And Salt - Eskimo Kiss
