Tale of a Little Raver Boy

A boy who got lost in the music.

Photo by Banter Snaps on Unsplash

From the moment he awakes from his slumber the beat kicks in.

The kick drum that will set the tone for the rest of his day.

He lies and stares at the ceiling and his head begins to nod along with the eternal music that plays in his mind.

And a smile graces his face. Today is going to be a good day.

Jumping up out of bed he opens a window and filling his lungs to full capacity with the morning air he flicks on his favourite radio station and cranks the volume up to eleven.

“Yes!” The sounds from the stereo seem to give him superpowers and a wave of euphoria fills his body as he makes his way to the bathroom.

Every little sound is the rhythm of his life.

The gentle thud of his footsteps on the tiled bathroom floor.

The splash of the water as it hits the plastic shower tub.

Every day is a festival for the little raver boy.

Walking out the door feeling so fresh and so clean. Pumped up ready to own the day.

Hopping into the car to commence his commute. And of course, he has the car radio blasting tunes from the clubs.