Guess I was wrong.

I guess I was listening to the wrong album seeing as how everything came to a grinding halt.

It wasn't as if I didn't know where I was going.

I did.

But the song, the song was wrong, and once I started listening to it, it was like I had run into a brick wall.

All of those ideas I had had were suddenly gone.

The pace was shot.

The characters just kind of stood there looking around.

(I swear one of them was even whistling.)

I tried to push through.

Disaster.

Then I changed the tunes.

Suddenly everyone remembered what they were doing and where they were going.

They picked themselves up, dusted themselves off, and got back on track.

What was cloudy became suddenly clear.

Let this be a lesson to us all: music is powerful stuff, use it wisely.