Mariah Pompa 9/16/15 My Mental Playlist It starts with a tap, hitting play, then my mind is an empty theater no more, Music fills the edges of my consciousness, willing me to listen to the world around me and my internal playlist, The playlist varies in genera and volume, Drums shake the foundations of the theater, loud voices screaming lyrics as a guitar steels its back bone keeping the theater stable, Soft piano soothes my aching head, repairing any damage from the day or the playlists erratic performances, Sometimes a song will start and I’m dragged u