Su lógica incomprensible a menudo me conducía a callejones sin salida o me llevaba por un laberinto interminable.
Me sentía como Alicia con el sombrero Loco mientras intentaba entender sus chistes sin gracia, y me veía obligada a volver sobre mis pasos por el suelo ajedrezado para refugiarme en la lógica de mi peculiar universo.


High Fidelity

What came first, the music or the misery? 
People worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over.
Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands of songs about heartbreak, rejection, pain, misery and loss. 
Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable?
Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music?