I just tried listening to music using full sized headphones. It was so different.
There are parts of the music that I just couldn't hear. Now everything sounds so much better.
I found myself singing to the music. Why, because I couldn't hear myself sing. It is so good to sing and not think how terrible your voice is.
However, my two cats made their objection known in no uncertain terms.
It made me wonder how much more fun we as adults could have if we only didn't care what we sounded like or looked like.
Could you imagine getting home from work, and just playing touch football without changing your clothes. How about working on that favorite "classic" car and not caring about getting dirty. Even singing along to your Ipod while mowing, not caring in the least if the neighboors think you have the voice of a rusty gate in need of some WD-40.
How about dancing. I know for sure that I am not a good dancer. In fact, I am horrible. My little convulsions on the dance floor are more akin to some mummy arising from the grave than "feeling the beat". I don't even know what feeling the beat means!
How great if we weren't self-conscious about these little things and did them anyway.
Anyone have Headphones for the chronically self-conscious?
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