One surprising side effect of hormones has been a noticeable impact on my enjoyment of music. For the better mostly. There wasn’t a lightning strike moment and I wasn’t running down the street screaming “Eureka” though. It took me months to realise. It’s not music in itself I think but emotion. A song could always take me back to an association but that’s grown significantly stronger. Some songs have always made me feel joy, now sad songs get to me too. Not that emotion is inherently female. That’s not what I mean. Just that over the past 18 months I’ve noticed a difference. I’m reasonably sure the difference is me getting to grip with a flood of feeling things. Still, an unexpected bonus. Even if it means completely buckling the next time I accidentally hear “Bright Eyes” in public. Although that’s always been 50/50.