I have so much that I want to say! I am such a passionate person; it gets ridiculous sometimes. My emotions are all over the place. I'm always feeling something, and it all wants to come out. That's why I want to write. I want to feel the world around me and make sense of what I feel. I want to be able to take all that stuff bundled up inside and let it unfold and actually look like something. I wish I could play an instrument. I think that's what I need to do. I wonder if that would be easier. Not that learning to play is easy, I mean once you know how. Can you play out what you're feeling without worrying whether it makes sense, or does it take just as much effort to find the right notes? Where does all this passion come from anyway? It's a mystery. I know it's good for something, I just have to figure out what.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
rambling...
I have so much that I want to say! I am such a passionate person; it gets ridiculous sometimes. My emotions are all over the place. I'm always feeling something, and it all wants to come out. That's why I want to write. I want to feel the world around me and make sense of what I feel. I want to be able to take all that stuff bundled up inside and let it unfold and actually look like something. I wish I could play an instrument. I think that's what I need to do. I wonder if that would be easier. Not that learning to play is easy, I mean once you know how. Can you play out what you're feeling without worrying whether it makes sense, or does it take just as much effort to find the right notes? Where does all this passion come from anyway? It's a mystery. I know it's good for something, I just have to figure out what.
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You can borrow my cornet!! :) And yes, playing the piano gets a lot of that out of me. It doesn't even matter what it sounds like to others. I know it means something.
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