Tom Petty kind of morning
I put in my headphones and put on Tom Petty this morning. My dad has been listening to his entire discography, album by album on his morning walks. I decided to plug into Full Moon Fever, and it was so uplifting. I’m so quick to put on a podcast these days, it feels good to keep my own thoughts and move to the music.
We’re all so addicted to information and consumption. I feel a peace settle over me on the days I prolong any consumption (For some reason, music is different). But no news, no podcasts, no text or email… the days I get through the morning without these things I feel better. I recently deleted a lot of apps on my phone, including email. I’ve found if people really want to reach me, they’ll figure it out. I only need to check my email a few times a week most of the time.
Taking my time making my cappuccino with the music in my ears was reassuring. I’ve always listened to Tom Petty; Full Moon Fever has my first favorite song—my parents have a picture of me dancing to Free Fallin’ on our backyard deck, next to the green outdoor speaker.
I sipped my double shot cappuccino from my “Half Dome is calling, and I must go” cup, satisfied with life. If we slow down and stay quiet, peace will settle. I am so incredibly fortunate, and in the peace of the morning, with music and good coffee, without all the noise, it’s easy to see. All is as it’s supposed to be, and we are one with the universe.