some days feel like they are going to turn into scattered ashes on city pavement; unrecognized, forgotten, and eventually decomposed. Then there are moments that can turn your whole day around, imprinting the image of an everlasting brilliant star.
today i was sitting in math, feeling mentally fuzzy, listening to a distant voice trying to explain parabolic graphs. it made me think back to high school, 9th grade, (x,y) coordinates, obnoxiously normal teenagers, and the creepy looks my high school math teacher would give me. maybe that's why i felt completely disinterested in class... i thought maybe a nice lunch would make me feel better, but no matter how good of food i get out, it's never as good as how i feed myself. a cold noodle salad with spinach, tofu, basil, peanuts, spices...didn't quite cut the cake. i felt rather cheated of nutrition and wholesome flavors.
but then the most magical thing happened...i met up with a dear friend in the studio, and we created memories so ecstatic they shone like sunshine in my soul.
the sound of the acoustic guitar, the soft ambiance of city traffic resonating in the back ground, the feeling of spirits that always roam those walls. it was every memory i ever had, it was every emotion i've ever felt, it was everything i've always dreamed. isn't it strange how music can do that? it really digs deeply into your center and pulls out the most honest spaces and makes them echo through time.
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