The sound of waves crashing into the beach.
The PA system announcing that my flight is now boarding.
My pet cat purring the moment he sees me.
Shoes squeaking on the court.
My message notification sound.
Lea Salonga in the original Miss Saigon production.
My name being called by my Starbucks barista crush.
These are music to my ears.
But, you know what, music is not exclusive to genres that you like.
My boss calling me by my full first name.
The buzzer that says it’s the end of my bump car ride.
Too much friction between chalk and the board.
Nick Jonas singing on the 25th Anniversary Concert of Les Miserables.
Too much honking.
These, too, are music. But, the kind that I don’t like.