Being grateful for music
Here I sit, listening to Imogen Heap - Hide and Seek, since music always helps me reflecting my thoughts and feelings. Everyone is seeking something. Others rather hide. That’s just human. Still: Hiding makes finding more difficult. My new headphones arrived two days ago. They are so colored - so full of life. I “love” them - as far as you can say that to a thing; They remind me of who I am when I’m happy, how I’m supposed to be that spring of life. Moreover the bring the music closer to me, reaching even the last hidden corner of my brain to unleash all thoughts in there. They want to break out, only stopped by those headphones and the lyrics that are conveyed - They keep them in mind. Perhaps I will take a walk, watching people passing by, take a deep breath and experience life around me. And re-experience some awesome moments while holding the tears back to not even lose one tiny second of them all. It’s hard, and I only wish turning back time would be possible. But apparently that’s how life goes: You never know. So probably I won’t take a walk. Who knows? Not me.
Oily marks appear on walls, where pleasure moments hung before.
Trying to remove that marks. Not easy at all. But I won’t give up.
You cant fail if you dont give up.
At least I’m still the dreamer I’ve always been.
