(Just for fun, slipped in between the spiritual warfare posts, and a week earlier than normal.) You know those songs that you always have to play as loud as possible, and even louder if you could? I've got some of those. [To name only five, there's Numb from U2 and Chlorine, Downstairs, Choker , and Jumpsuit from Twenty One Pilots. I'm addicted to Twenty One Pilots (musical geniuses)! And so are my husband and sons.] And the only place I can play them as loud as I want is when I'm driving alone in the car. That's MY time. An introvert's dream vacation. I can play my music as loud as I want and sing along... and there's no one to interrupt or complain. (But I do worry that I might've butt-dialed someone and that they're listening to me sing loud and proud.) And this reminds me: You parents know what we're supposed to do when kids complain about our music, right? Yeah, that's right: TURN IT UP EVEN LO...