The music inside my head

In recent times, as my body got adjusted to some new medication, I strained the limits of my nervous system through sheer mental exhaustion and exasperation of my living situation. I stormed the halls, yelling profanities. It is around this time that the music really set in. I have always had music in my mind, since early times, but now it seemed to have reached a new height. A new mental obsession.

I was remembering the Seinfeld episode where Jerry explains to George that (I believe it was) Schuman got a note stuck in his head and it "drove him mad". It's a silly thing to think about during this kind of struggle but it popped into my head. I felt I was being driven mad from not being able to escape "mental music".

But the more I think about it, I come to two realizations. 1) It's pretty normal to not be able to get songs out of your head at times and 2) I have always had some sort of music in my head.

Struggling with what I struggle with now, this music, I need to remember to ground myself and know that I am not "going insane". Growing up on Seinfeld, remembering that kind of warped my experience into thinking I was going mad. Fuck you Jerry Seinfeld.