i felt like i needed to write about how i felt right now. right at this moment.
...sometimes...just from listening to my itunes on random....the right songs will come on and i'll feel so much all at once. like my desire to live life and understand it's beauty completely, even when things are totally shitty...and for me, right now in my life, i find it so challenging to see all of that beauty -- but the right song comes on and i realize how much love i feel for so many people, and how much i love what i'm struggling through school for, how i've never had to work harder at anything than i have to work just to get through the day recently.
i realize how grateful i am that my brother is my best friend and that my best friend is basically my sister.
i'm in love with amplified sounds, no matter what they are. music can do so many things for a person. it (they if you want to encompass the composer, the musician) will life you up when your down, sober you when you're wound up. for me it's one of the few stress relievers i have in my life.
i'm slowly but surely teaching myself guitar, although, i'm not particularly musically gifted, i'm grateful that my parents made me stick with flute all the years that i played, it gave me some sort of a back ground with something that i love so much. no, not flute playing, i mean i don't dislike flute playing, but i'm truly passionate about music. any kind of music. any language. in fact the best date i probably ever had, i just hung out with that lucky guy and he happened to be able to translate the entire getz/gilberto album (you know, the one with girl from ipanema).
sometimes i, someone who regularly doubts her faith in religion, thank god for allowing me to have a passion for something. even something as cliche as a passion for music. that just leads me to an entirely different topic, my opinion on religion overall. how i contradict myself regularly since i think that the bible is probably a good read but a fictional one, but when i looked out of the 5th floor of anne arundel medical center yesterday on my class break, i couldn't believe that science could make the sky look that beautiful. no, there definitely has to be something else.
All of this, in case you wonder what i think about, (and i know that you don't, but i'll pretend that you do), when i'm trying not to think about all of the nursing text books that i should be doing, all of the paper work that i should be revising, the note cards i should be making, and the seminar assignments i should be doing....because, you know that i'm not seeing any of you, and i'm sorry that i have no time! This is what i do with my study breaks, i turn on itunes and i think about all of the good things that i have to look forward to, that i already have, and that i have had in the past.
that's all.
This is the story of how we begin to remember
This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein
After the dream of falling and calling your name out
These are the roots of rhythm
And the roots of rhythm remain
i realize how grateful i am that my brother is my best friend and that my best friend is basically my sister.
i'm in love with amplified sounds, no matter what they are. music can do so many things for a person. it (they if you want to encompass the composer, the musician) will life you up when your down, sober you when you're wound up. for me it's one of the few stress relievers i have in my life.
i'm slowly but surely teaching myself guitar, although, i'm not particularly musically gifted, i'm grateful that my parents made me stick with flute all the years that i played, it gave me some sort of a back ground with something that i love so much. no, not flute playing, i mean i don't dislike flute playing, but i'm truly passionate about music. any kind of music. any language. in fact the best date i probably ever had, i just hung out with that lucky guy and he happened to be able to translate the entire getz/gilberto album (you know, the one with girl from ipanema).
sometimes i, someone who regularly doubts her faith in religion, thank god for allowing me to have a passion for something. even something as cliche as a passion for music. that just leads me to an entirely different topic, my opinion on religion overall. how i contradict myself regularly since i think that the bible is probably a good read but a fictional one, but when i looked out of the 5th floor of anne arundel medical center yesterday on my class break, i couldn't believe that science could make the sky look that beautiful. no, there definitely has to be something else.
All of this, in case you wonder what i think about, (and i know that you don't, but i'll pretend that you do), when i'm trying not to think about all of the nursing text books that i should be doing, all of the paper work that i should be revising, the note cards i should be making, and the seminar assignments i should be doing....because, you know that i'm not seeing any of you, and i'm sorry that i have no time! This is what i do with my study breaks, i turn on itunes and i think about all of the good things that i have to look forward to, that i already have, and that i have had in the past.
that's all.
This is the story of how we begin to remember
This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein
After the dream of falling and calling your name out
These are the roots of rhythm
And the roots of rhythm remain