oh what a day is today

So I haven't been outside my comfort zone for a long time now, and it's refreshingly unnerving to feel vulnerable and scared. It makes one a much better person to know thir own shortcomings, yes? Improvement is (much) needed, and I'm quite excited (if only my obsessed self would stop replaying that awful audition in my head) to get out there again and do things. But now my muscles ache, and I shall hold the impulsive monster lest she runs out and buys a pair of rollerblades.

I wish the same for my dear sister.

Digging up scores

don't be surprised if it turns out to be a beautiful day

There is so much to life, so much to do and learn, listen and read, watch and speak of. Therefore I can only conclude that it must be so scary to tire of life.

Music has always been my instant pick-me-up, and I'm glad for the gift of good taste and non-tone-deafness, so I can still continue to enjoy music and be happy because of it.

There is so much more to life! So what's to happen when you tire of life. Do you blame others, or lament the lack of beauty in the world outside your window. Is there God, who is he and why has he let you become such a person, and to willow in such sadness and pity. Does anyone love you? Do people love you because you love them first and unconditionally? What is unconditional love if it's not merely faithfulness and loyalty, which are lovely in their passiveness.

The world is bigger than all our minds together, and it only gets bigger (because we can never truly have experienced everything, and everyday and every waking moment is a new experience).

I'm a shining star, oh I wonder what you are

Power trip. Makes working on Saturday mornings much more exciting. Yay.

Autographed!