Lying on the floor, CDs are spread out around me.
Some are in their cases, while others are bare.
My music player softly pumps out melodies into the air.
The lights are low, setting the perfect mood.
I don’t know what urge washed over me to do this.
Maybe it was the rough week I had.
Maybe it was the songs I heard over the store radio.
Either way, I am at peace.
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Fantastic and Congratulations on your Top Story🎊
This was lovely very 90's vibe.
This took me back to the 90s when I was a teenager and used to listen to music in my room at night. Good times 😀