Dear My iTunes,

I understand that it is my fault that I have 8,041 songs (21.5 days worth)
and that I’ve set them all to shuffle therefore they play in a random, nonconsecutive order.

But when you’re in a good mood and playing me some Mumford & Sons, Angus & Julia Stone and Radiohead back to back,

I’d appreciate it if you didn’t bust out Lil Wayne’s “Best Rapper Alive” and disrupt my groove.

He may think he’s the best rapper alive, but I don’t feel like listening to him when Thom Yorke was just crooning about not wanting to be left High and Dry.

Much Love,

P.