I wake up everyday with a song in my heart. The only thing that changes about that is which song. Also, throughout the day, other songs drift through, but I never lose the original song or the feelings I had, drifting into consciousness with those being the lyrics bringing me back to the world. (I've paid very close attention to the patterns, and there is none, and it's not because of the alarm clock - the song in my heart is rarely ever the wake-up song, and I have it set to classical since the Zeppelin incident.)

This morning's song: "Your Body Is A Wonderland" by John Mayer

The mid-morning song: "The Pie Song" from Waitress

The afternoon song: "Chapel of Love" in honor of my brother's nuptials which took place tonight at 7:30 (CONGRATULATIONS MR. AND MRS. TOKEN!)

The leaving-work song: "California" from famed bad TV show to tease my brownskin twin who's going back to the motherland this weekend. Yeah, I did it. I went O.C. on her ass.

The getting-into-my-car-and-fending-off-road-rage-and-sex-thoughts marathon of songs:
"Sexual Healing" Marvin Gaye; "American Woman" The Kravitz; "7 Nation Army" White Stripes

It was a very musical day. And yes, I actually sing these songs out loud to myself all day at work in a corporate setting. It sets me apart. In many, many ways.

Anyhussies, I Googled "music," and here are some of the images that popped up.