More of a guilt by association I think.
Admittedly I do not own a whole lot of her music. Think I had enough angry women in my life at the time. *grins*
Shedding my old crap, I guess. Healing.
Filling my life with music (once again) is a wonderful thing. I've said before, if I am listening to music (new or old it doesn't matter) then something within me is firing on all the right cylinders. When I stop listening it generally should be an alarm that something is off.
Same is true for taking photographs, I think, perhaps to a lesser extent but still indicative of my headspace, for what it's worth.
And this one is not very good, but I want to bear in mind it was taken in the wee hours of the morning. With an iPhone. Using the native app.
And with a bit of post processing, still on the phone via paper camera:
Almost art! *laughs*