We feel the need to express something, like the game at pep rally's in highschool. Here's the game: A group of even numbers of people are broken into two groups. then each person in a group reaches into a bag and draws a piece of paper, the other group has pieces of paper that say the same thing as the other group. Then, everyone is given blind folded and placed all over the gymnasim, then the first group must find their partner, the one of the other group who had the same thing on thier piece of paper. They are told to make the sound. For example, the people in the first group might make moo sounds looking for the other who had a piece that said cow.
This is what alot of us do. Music is our sound. So, once the other is found we stop worrying about listening. I like the line from "August Rush" where August says, "Only some people can hear it." the reply is profound, "Only some people are listening."
I think that was why I sort of fell out of the loop according to others when I got married. I quit listening, I figured "what's the point?" Most music is about love anyway or the frustration others hope by expressing will asisst them in "finding" someone. I need to watch August Rush again! Well, I really don't have much of a point to be writing music anymore. I am not being heard, yes, if I was it would be worth it.
That is my explination for why I am pretty much gone, and empty for now.
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