When I am not in E Villa, I spend late nights in the basement of Western's performing arts building, stuffed in a small overlooked practice room, crammed between forgotten music stands, cymbals and an xylophone, lit by only a dim floor lamp. It is pointed directly at the forlorn keys of my battered piano. I sit there in the semi darkness looking
(
Read more... )
Comments 6
Reply
Reply
The gift you posses is incredible, and how much you apreciate it is respectable. Someday I wish to find a gift like that in my life.
Reply
Reply
this is one of the most beautiful things i've ever read. i know how this feels. i wish you so much joy, darling.
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment