Dumb, smart, weird
Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata, Alf’s Title Music, Real Housewives Quotes and Southpark Quotes, LAMB, The Doors, Rachmaninov, Debussy, Camille Saint-Saens, Simpsons theme song, Madonna, Michael Jackson, Nine Inch Nails, Hillsong Music, Blind Boys of Alabama, Erykah Badu, Lauryn Hill, Whitney Houston and on and on it goes.
There would be muffled prayers, screaming prayers, prayers drowned out by heavy sobbing, ecstatic prayers, arrogant accusative prayers, speaking in tongues, loud and under my breath, yes, countless prayers, convulsively sobbed prayers, repetitive prayers and none of them ever went unheard.
Most importantly there would be the occasional silent interim, akin to a black screen, with absolutely nothing. During the day I have taken to closing my eyes for short periods of time and this little death from sensory input has done wonders in resetting my soul to semi-normal. In other words, “Have you tried turning it off and on again?”