Not sure I’ve ever told anyone except my wife, but at some point, I used to be soooo into music. DJed and produced...had a zillion cds, etc.

Then one night, laying in bed, I realized that I couldn’t hear my thoughts. I instead heard songs playing loudly all at once.

I was alarmed, by both the phenomenon, and also the fact that I wasn’t conscious of it started. It continued for weeks & I can’t exactly tell how long it took to get back, but that’s the point I started weaning myself off music as a crouch.

That’s not saying music is bad o, but I think I indulged excessively (couldn’t read without loud music in uni for instance). Since that nice, I’ve paid a lot of attention to my thoughts.

End.

For some weird reason this crossed my mind and I thought to share.