Music

Occasionally I realize how amazing music is.  It surrounds me, every where I go and keeps me from killing people.  It helps me through my hard times, and rejoices with me in my good times.  It cradles me, lets me cry, whispers reasuring words in my ears, protects me, and allows me to express what's deep in my soul.
I believe that music is universal.  Meaning, it doesn't matter what language the words are in, or even if there are words at all.  We can all understand the emotions.  Music screams at us "Here I am!  I'm the secrets of your soul, put forth for the world to see, so that you may move on!"  Music speaks to us all, it says "You can cry, you can let it out, you can scream, any way to let the pain out.  It will all be okay."  It whispers in our ears "It's okay, you're not alone."
I love music, and always will.  Whatever genre you love, is fine by me as long as it speaks to you on some level. There are some genres I'd rather not listen to, but I won't stop you.  I'll just ask you not to play it around me.