Hooray!
I'm playing my clarinet right now. I'm bad; I'm using a lower caliber reed than I ever would've dreamed of back in the day; my jaw is sore; my lips hurt and are kind of numb; I squeak; I don't even sound like myself playing. This is because I haven't played in a year.
But there's a part of me that generally lies dormant that is so alive right now!
Which brings me to a cool profound little line I came up with the other day (thank you, Maroon 5!):
All of music, all of life is the same song; we're just each singing a different verse. I have concluded that love is the chorus and heartbreak, the refrain.
But there's a part of me that generally lies dormant that is so alive right now!
Which brings me to a cool profound little line I came up with the other day (thank you, Maroon 5!):
All of music, all of life is the same song; we're just each singing a different verse. I have concluded that love is the chorus and heartbreak, the refrain.