PRISONER EXPRESS

There's freedom in music. It enables one to reach out and find a time in his life that he remembered fondly. Hear an old familiar song and it can immediately transcend you to a place like a warm morning on a beach where you first heard it. All the memories are suddenly there. Your senses come alive and you smell the salt on in the air. You hear the waves rushing onto the sand and the Sea gulls overhead. You see the sunlight reflecting off your girl's hair. You hear her laughter from something you said and remember the smile she had just for you on that day.

You hear a tune off chance and it gets stuck in your head and all of a sudden you regain some of your youth that you thought lost. You remember standing in a parking lot after a high school football game with your friends, how wild and carefree you once were and so excited about life before the real world crowded in. It brings to mind faces and names that go with them that you haven't thought of in years.

It's a breath of fresh air when a loved one has passed on that rids you of the sadness when you can think fondly back on a time shared with them. It reminds you that although they have gone on from here there's something that you shared that could never be taken from you.

These things you have in here and hold close. It belongs to you and is part of who you are. It reminds you that you aren't just a number but a real person with a real identity. It releases anxiety and stress, it gives you an outlet to vent and express yourself. It's one more reason to persevere.