On Writing
Music evokes emotions. I relate certain songs with memories that have the same mood. And example would be like how when I hear the song “My Immortal” by Evenesance, I remember when I found out my grandpa died. Or when I hear “Wish You Were Here” by Pink Floyd, I remember the when I was in Kamloops with my ex and I wish we were together again. And when I listen to these songs I need to write. Once I have written about these memories, I have no need to think about them anymore, and the most important reason, they cannot upset me anymore. I say this because most music evokes angry or sad emotions for me, and I do not enjoy reliving them. But if they didn’t, I wouldn’t write. If I was a very happy person and always in a good mood, I probably wouldn’t even be in this major to tell you the truth. But I’m never going to get away from feelings like these, so I’m always going to write. I suppose I might write a book one day and induce some “deep” and “heart wrenching” emotions from the public (or more likely, the “emo” crowd) and win and award or something. But, I might not. And die alone and unknown in a small apartment on crack terrace in Langley, with no friends or living relatives to come to my funeral.