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is when the sunlight hits a comfortable place and it is just me and my music. whether i am on the street, sprawled on the futon, or cross-legged in a chair, it is the most fantastic feeling in the world. i love the quiet, and i love rest, just as much as i love the busy sounds, and the humdrum of work. i love life in the beauty of its rhythms, and the comfort of its moments. and today was a strange moment, as a song came on, and the lyrics rang familiar, it was you i remembered, and i teared. and today was a silent acknowledgment, a thought to the wind, as i recollected your goodness, and i thanked you for what you left me. when you took my hand and stepped me through the door into a world of sound, and lyrical scores i found my quiet. and even though you are gone, i still love this, that which you left behind despite all the scars, and broken jars i have my music, and it is a most beautiful goodbye i hear. Labels: musing, personal, spring |