Tranquility

     First and foremost, my music, or most any music for that matter, can easily lift my mind of some of the burdens it bears. Music has the ability to alter moods and thoughts quite unlike anything else known to man. It's capable of temporarily lifting reality away while simultaneously keeping things just as grounded as usual. Walking along to a beat, or having a song that completes a scene or moment simply cannot be emulated by anything else. Songs I'm familiar with are especially good at taking my mind off of other things, bringing my thoughts to that of the composition of the music, how good it sounds, and the memories that I have associated with said music. Tying in with this, my guitar can bring me a great sense of comfort as well. My guitar allows me to further get in touch with music, as nothing quite compares to being able to create and play music.

     As expected, my home and family are great sources of comfort, as is my bed. Due to familiarity and a sense of belonging, both the house and my kin place me in a tranquil state, provided I'm not quarrelling with my sister. I've lived in my current home since I was about five, and thus I'm quite accustomed to both the house itself and the neighborhood. My family is also quite calm, and there's only the occasional fight between my younger brother and sister. Other than that, the serene environment and acquaintance with my surroundings makes my home a model of tranquility.