Music's my life

It just is.

Keeps creeping back to me.

I find myself increasingly entertaining thoughts to be a professional musician.

To be able to be with my instrument, to connect with the past, communicate with the present and traverse into the future.


To be able to have lots and lots of time to practise, to turn notes into music, to convey a message, to enjoy myself, to busk(bask) in fantasies coming to life.

Perhaps its have got something to do with my personality, i dont like to talk alot. certainly, there're times when humans just feel like talking, to be the centre of attraction. to have people leaning forward, living on your every word.

But ultimately, some things cannot be expressed in words. Maybe it just cant be said blatantly to the person in front of you, maybe there're just no words, maybe you cant find the right words to describe what you wanna convey, maybe its just that your vocab is too limited.

We all know, silence is golden, but after silence that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.

As Shakespeare puts it, "If music is the food of love, play on."