Music is my drug

I get paid and what do I do? Buy music. And I mean Buy. Music. I went to a store that had a buy two get one free sale. That called for me getting six albums that I did not need. Then I went on to buy all of the music on my iTunes wishlist plus a few other things that I'd been wanting. Then there is the constant budgeting that I have been doing lately to get to concerts

Oh man. The concerts.

I've been saying for months that I have an itch to experience live music. My latest obsession of live music that has a slow and lasting burn. I've decided to keep feeding it. I have tickets to two concerts already bought. There are plans of attending a third low-key concert where I can't buy the tickets in advance. Yet I'm not done. I still have a fourth whose poor timing I was bemoaning. It was hours of my whining about having plans that I cannot change before I looked at the ticketmaster.com event list and found that I got the dates of two concerts switched. The one I wanted to go to is an open date on my calendar. Now I am sitting here trying to consider whether of not I should work this concert into my bill matrix.

I am in between wanting more social events and needing more alone time. I keep scheduling more events in order to keep up with my project to experience my city. I know I need to work in alone time because if I don't get it, well... I'll just be living in shambles. My room is such a mess already, but I least I have new music to serenade me in dreamland.