Music
I have often heard people say that music is in the past. I have a lot of times when my heart is depressed and lonely but then there will be a loud singing. Sometimes such a burst of singing that my heart will feel less anxiety. Others often say “when I play the piano, everything else disappears”. Today I don’t know how. My heart is very unhappy. Somehow, I can’t even read the book. After dinner, I sat down at the piano to play and sing. I opened my mouth and the sound that came out was dead and hard to hear. There is no taste of music and my fingers are clumsy on the keys. “I don’t want to play the piano. Don’t want to sing” the Power kept telling me “go away”. Restless, everything is restless and uncomfortable. I make myself play a few piano pieces then take a sip of water. Slowly, I settle down and start over. Soon, my throat starts to relax. Now all that’s uncomfortable is full-throated singing while I’m playing the piano. My whole body feels light and my heart is full of happiness. This is the first time I’ve tasted the music of life and it’s delicious. Tonight, I’m going to rest my uneasy heart on it.
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