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Greetings once more, my WWW Companions!
(Note: If you didn't know this, and I hope dearly you do, www. stands for World Wide Web)
It's been a long time, if I may dare say. Or a short time. Depends on how you look at it. Time is all relative. So is space, I assume... (for your midnight questioning the meaning of life thoughts...)
I have been wanting to come back for some many days now, but I wanted to save the second of our saga for a delectably daring topic. Or just one that was interesting and suited me for longer than the seconds it took me to pull up the tab. Whichever way you choose.
Music is a HUGE part in my life. I play piano, violin, dappled a little on the cello, and I sing. Thankfully, I have amazing parents who have shuttled me to various lessons and payed those bills for ten years!
I also love to read. LOVE. It's close to infatuation. My mom brought home 30 new books yesterday from her library at work, all on my to-read list from Goodreads. (Awesome website; check it out)
Let's combine the two.
I recently read The Perks of Being A Wallflower, which I loved. I would highly recommend, though be warned: It is a bit intense. But I just love Charlie's character, and my heart aches that he has so much going on and he doesn't even realize the meaning of half of his life events. He is so innocent and akward, and I hope people like him exist in real life. Just minus all the bad experiences. Wouldn't wish those on anybody.
So, on with this story. I was playing the piano, just a few minutes ago (tada! Here comes where I get inspiration!). I never really see my hands playing, and this bothers me. Well, I see them, just not at the same time, and you aren't really watching them, you're watching the keys (which I don't do! Fine, maybe I do a little.... everybody does, though it is not PROPER PIANO ETIQUETTE).
I have a window next to my piano, so I was watching my hands through the window. This was amazing for me, because I never have really seen myself play before. So I was mesmerized, and messing up of course. But I did my best, and continued through, all the while staring at my hands reflected magically in the glass.
My hands had a sort of second reflection above them, lighter and more translucent, and seeing them move was unreal. It was sort of like I wasn't connected to these hands. They were someone else's.
Not to mention I was playing my favorite song (that I can play), Waltz in A by Brahms.
I looked back over at just the end, and the feeling I wasn't attached to my hands remained. I just looked down, and I felt the most beautiful feeling in the world.
I wasn't playing; I was enjoying.
I love it when this happens.
And to tie it back into Perks, you know when Charlie, Sam and Patrick are driving home from the homecoming party and Sam stands in the back of the pickup in the tunnel?
Charlie says he feels infinite.
I love that, and I just experienced that today.
It feels as if the song will continue forever, and you will continue playing it forever, and the moment will never end. And the best part: you would be HAPPY. Just happy. Playing and enjoying for the rest of your life.
Until next time, though I don't know when that will be,
Me, Myself, and I, in our Infinince.
Please, I want to know if you have ever felt this infinity feeling. I am so grateful to you for trying out our little experiment. I don't know how many just flipped to the next blog before reading my words, but congrats if you stuck it out.