Day 70: Kate Nash - Merry Happy

Bundled up under three layers, the beat begins to move me. The sound comes from the small white knobs tucked into my outer ear, covered by earmuffs, a toque, and a scarf. The movement begins in my fingers. I don't control them, the beat does. It continues to move up my arms, into my shoulders and before I know it, my hips are swaying and my feet hit the packed snow in time to the beat - the explosions of sound - hitting my ears.

This is why I love music!