The Radio Deejay

I just became a volunteer disc jockey at a college campus. It's been a lifelong dream to be in radio and I finally got my chance after several detours. I open the studio door and the console lights shine in the dark studio, ready for another music session with our listening audience as I prepare for another broadcast. As a disc jockey, I try to envision who is listening: A lonely traveller? A party of friends? People at work? Or background noise in someone's kitchen? I like to think of myself as a host brnging us close as one community. Between songs, I try to give information about obscure artists and songs and shocase new talent, but mainly I try to bring a message of being one of us. Welcome to the party, as the radio waves shoot out into the ether in the winter's night sky. That we are all enjoying good music together regardless of distance, people around us or circumstance. In the booth, I try to remember: like God, someone is always listening.