When I’m feeling blue I listen to music.
Actually, the best way to get me out of a bluesy state is to put me in a hot bath, light some candles and play some music. But in a pinch, like when I’m in public then just straight up music blasting in my ears will do the trick.
When I was a kid it was all about Gospel Music. If I wanted to blast it loudly it had to be Gospel Music otherwise it couldn’t be played. I needed that music to be loud and just sort of envelope me while I decompressed from whatever kind of day I was having. So if it was Gospel music then I would take what I could get. (That’s not to say that I don’t actually enjoy listening to Gospel music. I do. I just didn’t have much of a choice as a kid.)
Nowadays, I listen to various types of music. It depends on what kind of mood I’m trying to get into. Coldplay. Beyonce. Kanye. Frank Sinatra. Lauryn Hill. Brandy. I have a pretty eclectic taste. Pink. Corrine Bailey Rae. Damien Rice. Stevie Wonder. Yolanda Adams.
With the exception of watching a hilarious romantic comedy or having a drink with friends, there’s just no better way to get me out of a funk than to listen to music.
To this day if I’m having a particularly stressful day when I get home I have to blast music for an hour or so. I did it in college too. Wow, I was such a crap roommate. At least I have it under control now.