I yearn for aspiration. I desire to longingly strive for a goal deemed goal-worthy. I seek purpose, drive, and the world is so beautiful that I often become sad I can not share the moments with others through art or word. I play the French Horn, while I own 20 instruments altogether and love playing them all. The idea of sound and streaming noises to create imagery is a large world in itself.
There is something about coming back to a one room apartment that lacks finess. Leaving the comforts of family company and the hospitable accomodations is one shame among many. The freedom of solitude however, is a positive and much needed respite.
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