String players are such burny little fires. I play these Bach partitas and sonatas every day every day every day no matter what. Beautiful. Hi. love, Rebecca
Wow. From the first note I had goosebumps, then a smile and maybe a tear or two in my eye. You changed my morning and I'm so glad I clicked over here. I'm going to listen to some Bach today, it's exactly what my weary sad self needs. I hope you get some Bach today too.
I came back to rethank you. Your blog got me to play Bach on Pandora and my morning was filled with beautiful music. The family baggage shitstorm phone calls that came within the hour were somehow less awful with that music in the background. There is no fun in the dysfunction of dealing with a stubborn failing parent and angry siblings from too far away to help and not far enough away to be safe. After the dust settled and I resumed my normal daily grind, I cranked that music back up and felt like nothing bad could get to the center of me because of the music. So thanks from way deep down for the lifeline. I'm going to crank it up today too and hope you do the same.
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String players are such burny little fires. I play these Bach partitas and sonatas every day every day every day no matter what. Beautiful. Hi. love,
Rebecca
Diggin it.
Thanks.
xo
Radish-
When you come over to our house make sure you bring your violin.
Wow. From the first note I had goosebumps, then a smile and maybe a tear or two in my eye. You changed my morning and I'm so glad I clicked over here. I'm going to listen to some Bach today, it's exactly what my weary sad self needs. I hope you get some Bach today too.
This is what humanity CAN be. Why is that so shocking every time?
Thank-you.
and
"take that, you fucking fucks,"
did me some good, too.
heh. thanks.
Fuck, yes.
I am practically levitating after that minute.
Thank you.
I came back to rethank you. Your blog got me to play Bach on Pandora and my morning was filled with beautiful music. The family baggage shitstorm phone calls that came within the hour were somehow less awful with that music in the background. There is no fun in the dysfunction of dealing with a stubborn failing parent and angry siblings from too far away to help and not far enough away to be safe. After the dust settled and I resumed my normal daily grind, I cranked that music back up and felt like nothing bad could get to the center of me because of the music. So thanks from way deep down for the lifeline. I'm going to crank it up today too and hope you do the same.
a beautiful start to my day
Take that, you fucking fucks.
Ah, I needed a new catch phrase. Something to shout at the world while shaking my fist at it.
Thanks for that.
Been doing a lot of praying and cussing lately. Kinda like how the two seem to go hand in hand.
Hang in there, brother. This life shit ain't for sissies.
Intense!
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