Tyler Fugazzie

Here’s a habit I’d like to correct: I’m listening to music and when a song comes on I don’t immediately recognize or respond to, I skip it.

I try to be open-minded, I try to listen to new music. I do this because finding new sounds that I connect with is an invigorating experience preferable to most of what life has to offer. There are too many times, however, that my finger’s on that digital trigger, ready to instantly move onto something else.

It’s a short attention span, it’s my need to get to the next thing before the current thing is finished, it’s a futile desire to fit the ever-growing index of the world’s tunes into my ears during the course of my limited lifetime.

It’s my struggle to keep my hand away from the controls.