10. Silver

Music is so very lovely. If music were clouds and I was dreaming I’d be in a plane high up in the sky where nothing could touch me but the clouds, and I’d jump out of the plane with a parachute strapped to my back, simply so that I could blissfully fall through the clouds and touch and feel and see all that they contained, until my senses were overwhelmed, and then I’d pull the cord and let out my parachute and float to the ground, blissfully unaware of my surroundings because I would be oh so consumed by the harmonies and melodies and intricacies of music.