i have music that i listen too, either its worship or classic rock.if im depressed or down but not angry with it. i have listened to either, while reading meters. since my dad's death. i have used and allowed whatever emotions i stir up by going to homes or places he took us or worked to flow. anger came out and or sadness and joy. the collage of photos i will make to remember him will be worth the emotional roller coaster later on. the photo is a place he enjoyed and i hated as a boy. it is also a place i had to walk around for work on wedsnesday. they are tearing up the road by it and have moved the utilities and the road is nearly complete. i didnt have to, but i choose to walk on the back side like i did and ponder this and the old gas station by it , child hood memories and the old subway by it.