What if it weren’t always about money or politics?
I have always been fond of words. They carry soul, bits and pieces that transcend space and time to literally place inside your head images that form in mine. Its fascinating. They hold the power to create, as much as they hold the power to destroy. After all, can our ideas be better than how we communicate them?
They say that the two most important days in your life are the day you are born and the day you find out why. What if I wait…and wait…and that second day never comes? And here I am waiting for meaning where there is none.
I am. I think. I will.
Without music, life would be a mistake.