Rambling Again.

It always seemed to me that the only experiences worth having were those which transcended the mundane. I was never comfortable with the mundane. That’s how I ended up here.

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The right piece of music in the right frame of mind is like a theatre ticket: it gives you access to the auditorium. Only when the ticket is a piece of music, you get to write the drama yourself.

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And when all the dramas are over, you fade to dust and the wind blows you away.