There’s No Place Like Home

19 Mar

(an excerpt from a letter in response to the above  music)

I’m listening to the piece that you sent me as I write this and it evokes vibrant, intense heartbreak – the violins come in wailing and dying out, and its the type of heartbreak that’s worth having because its these moments that make us feel most alive.

It is only the quiet after the longing that makes us realize this; make us look and know ‘that was our youth’ or ‘that was my first love’ or ‘that’s when I truly rose to my own greatness.’

If only we lived with a symphony behind us so that we’d know how to feel, instead of having to always look backwards to see our moments in their full breadth and depth; to know to recognize the beginning and the end.

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