If words are the darling of my mind, then music is the darling of my soul.
Today I remembered it.
Just today. When I sat at the piano and sang my soul into the moment all around me.
What darling bliss it was.
I used to write songs, you know? My first experience of the muse and its silent, roaring power.
That power.
Can you imagine? A life as a song?
My life.
Memories, and loves, and the deepest of heartaches.
Today, I remembered them all: the gifts that music gave to me.
Darling, darling music.
Same time tomorrow?
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