It was better there. Worries didn’t exist except those of deciding what to eat or see. I just wish it would have lasted longer. I miss my friends and music.
All I really need is a break. Work and school are running me to the ground and I’m having trouble keeping up now. A couple days in the dewy mountains with my friends would be nice. We would talk and laugh and huddle together to keep warm around a fire. Just a couple days…that’s all I want because I miss my runners, musicians, and those I can call cows because we’re that close. Just give me two days and I can plow out another four months of this cycle of school and work.
Europe was the one place where I didn’t care about anything but exploring and loving. It was a fantasy I thought would never come, but it left me faster than I wish it had. Music, travel, and friends all in one place was the best thing I could have asked for this last summer.
Not going to lie, but it sucks when your good friend is pretty much done with you… That’s life: hardship and continue because there isn’t a retry button for us. God and music are the answer for me. When you’re 10000% done, God hasn’t even started his work.
Music is the only thing that doesn’t turn around and bite me in the ass. All one can do is try their best to bring this lifeless piece of paper into the air. One can only try to suspend this print in the space. It only makes you want to play more. It’s like a disease; one that I want for the rest of my life. People suck.
I want that cello. I want to be a professional musician. I just want to be happy with my only passion.
I used to be a kid. Now I’m an adult. High school is over, and now I’m off to college and the job world. I don’t feel old yet. I feel 5 still. I’m stupid and young. I want to be at grandma’s house all day. I want to eat scrumptious Lucky Charms. I just would kill to live and love all over again, but this time I’ll really sip the coffee slowly.
I want time to stop at about two months back. Where I’m almost done with high school and I’m in prime Track and cello shape. When I can be busy. Now I don’t have a cello teacher, I don’t have a running coach, I don’t have an orchestra, and I don’t have a familiar school. It’s like I don’t have a home base.
I’m not a kid. I crave to be one.
San Francisco Youth Symphony, here I come! I’m going to practice and I’m going to get in. It’s such a great opportunity to finally be challenged as a musician and I’m excited. Time to practice until my concerto and scale are perfect. LOL It’s crazy how this little thing can get me so excited for life!!