Service jobs definitely are not my forte.
Working alone at a service store isn't my idea of fun, and some of the people there, definitely need to re-think coming in again if they're so dissatisfied.
I guess I about cried today, and tried not to screw up any more orders.
Just a question though - What kind of relationship is so distant as for one of the pair to not call or anything?
I mean, how far along the relationship should people start to open up?

I just realized the true meaning of expression of self.
I realize that you CAN paint your emotions. I speculated, and knew, but didn't KNOW until now...
Or the emotions hidden deep within writings...
Or the twisted fashion senses, clothes....
Some expressions are more apparent than others.
I can't detect it in most singers, but a certain few definitely provoked emotion when I first heard them.
I believe that's because they were displayed so openly raw, in the song as to subconsciously provoke tears.
In either case, whichever one of my teachers said it, definitely was right. It's not all about the notes, it's also about the dynamics.
The ebbs and flows, the screams and whispers.

I'm starting to have conversations with my instruments, most strongly with Leori (my cello) where I can now speak to her inside my head and I think i can get a response. she sounds different.

I tend to judge musical instruments a little differently. The thing about them, is that they're honest.
They have nothing to hide.
I love it.
I love the brassy, sassy trumpet in jazz, and I love the straight-edge crispness of classical trumpet. I love the scoops of the violin in gypsy music or the cello and her deep hums. I love them all. I think singing is the easiest, it's the most personal, most raw. Plus, you control the notes in your head.
I am in love, and want to forever be so.
I wish my boyfriend were as open.


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