Music is magical. I have the pleasure of being in a position where I get sent lots of music. Songs being in the process of being made, instruments being added to piano lines or guitar riffs. Giving advice about lyrics (and I did that in the past and any language I speak…) That’s just a thing of beauty. And you know, I love music. Always have and always will. But this, being part of the making of, that’s something else. It makes me very happy and puts me in a place where I feel a lot of peace and serenity. And love. I feel loved. When I hear music, I feel love.
reflections of an unquiet mind 