Prompt: Talk about a time when you were driving and you sang in the car, all alone. Why do you remember this song and that stretch of road?
Travelling to work along back country roads, hedgerows blurred and my mood darkened with each mile that passed. Anger was building inside of me and it wasn't even 8.00 am. Eminem's music blared from the speakers . . . . . my angry music, my therapy.
A particular song started and I instinctively cranked up the bass. The wing mirror vibrated and I could feel the beat pounding in my chest. I waited for that moment . . . the point where the beat overpowers you until you find yourself lost 'inside' the music, as though a part of it.
Shouting along to the lyrics I felt a release. My anger and frustration began to ebb away. The day became lighter and brighter and my mood began to lift. Still lost in the music I was surprised to find myself turning into the car park and coming to a stop in an empty space. Placing the car in neutral I turned off the music and removed the key from the ignition.
I smiled as I put on my HR face (my game face) and began walking towards the front door. Thanks to my 'angry' music I was able to face another day.
