the effect of Ruby's Arms on the morning commute...

On the way to work today my car pool buddy and I were listening to Tom Waits. And I thought…he could be singing about a glass of water or a bowl of oatmeal and it would sound so dramatic and melancholy. And as we approached this big merge where four lanes merge down to three Ruby’s Arms was playing. Suddenly our commute seemed very slow…albeit it was. But the sadness seemed to transcend to all the cars around us and the break lights ahead of us appeared less bright. The normally drudgingly slow progress turned painfully slow and sad. The cars on the expressway appeared to be limping forward with their heads hung while clutching their broken hearts…trying desperately to hold back tears so the other cars wouldn’t know their pain. Then it really occurred to me how powerful music is.