I have a confession to make.

I’m an addict. To music that is.

Everytime I turn on the iPod, I can’t stop. One minute I will feel badass with a guitar listening to Van Halen. Another, I feel the roar of the crowd rocking out to the live version of “Free Bird”.

Then, out of the blue, I feel humbled as I hear the moving notes of George Strait, or Kenny Chesney.

I can’t stop. When my iPod needed to be sent out for battery replacement, I actually went out and bought another mp3 player to get me through the time I didn’t have the beloved iPod.

Even when the music shuts off, it’s still in my head. Yeah, my brain is 5,000 plus songs on “shuffle” setting most of the time.

When you can begin and end a sentence with a song title, you are addicted to music. Everyone should have this addiction.