Living in a society where everyone is endlessly trying to find that home where they belong- where conformity is such a big thing. “If you aren’t like them you are not doing it right” they’d say. Well what is really the right thing? To become heartless, greedy, and step over people in order to get to the top? There must be another way around this, I refuse to accept that this is the only way you can get the things you want in life.
The thought of being under someone, to work a 9-5 endless job just to get by. I can never see it.. Becoming overly selfish, to manipulate others for success. I can never understand it..
I don’t want to come off like a hippy an’ all but there must be more to this world than just that. It just seems like the more you know about the world, the more depressing it seems to really be.
The piano is an awe-struck amazing piece of artwork. It’s musicality can stretch from one extreme end to another. People are able to express themselves in many ways using this beautiful instrument. I never really got into playing piano regardless of how my parents would force me to take lessons. I just hated practicing and I sucked at it so bad. But the thing that irks me the most about the piano is that you could never really seem to forget how to play one. After many months and even years of having a dusty ol’ piano just chilling in the living room untouched, upon slowly placing your hands back onto what seems like foreign land; a rush of memories come right back. You never forget. You never have forgotten in the first place.
The experiences you have with people is similar to a piano. You may not have talked to this person for what seems like centuries but you remember all these emotions and memories you’ve had with them like nothing had changed and nothing was forgotten once spoken to again.