Shuffle.

Yeah, so I got stuck.

For awhile there, whenever I was doing dishes or doing whatever that allowed earbuds and checking out, I’d been stuck on two or three songs.

Let’s call them anthem.

Let’s call them addiction.

Let’s call them profiterole.

Let’s call them whatever, they were my songs against the night, and I loved them. I swayed my hips to them while I worked scrubbing, and nodded my head to them and punched my fists to them when nobody was looking.

I was pretty well adjusted? And then I stumbled up against the shuffle button and my whole life changed.

I pushed it and suddenly music was washing over me that I hadn’t heard in decades and centuries. Songs I’d thought long forgotten. Tunes I barely remembered, but remembering, I loved anew.

Even if they were kinda scratchy sounding.