Tonight I had a real beautiful and meaningful conversation with one of my best friends, who happens to be a girl, and not just any girl, but an ex love of mine. Of course, I still love her dearly, in all ways because she'll always be a huge part of me, but I digress.
I was discussing the new Burial track (it REALLY moves me) and I wanted her to hear it. We've shared moments like this in the past where I play her a new song I just discovered or a song that just ridiculously touches me and it's always the same feeling for me. And so the real discussion began.
I proceeded to tell her (after she'd listened to the song) that whenever we do this; this transference of music, I relate it to when we were lovers and how when we had sex and I would orgasm inside of her. Now I know it may seem a little far-fetched to some, but deep down inside, those who truly know me, know that I wear my heart on my sleeve and am beyond passionate about the things that I love and feel define me. An ex girlfriend once said I was too passionate. A decade later I'm still trying to figure out whether that's a good thing or a bad thing. I have my days. I digress, this is what I do.
There's an anonymous quote that says, "Music is what feelings sound like." And this is what I've basically been trying to say all along. I fully understand this and I know others do as well, as I know that there are those that don't. But this is why this conversation was so meaningful.
And so our conversation continued on into the night. In reality, I have to mention that I was driving home at 4am and she was dutifully keeping me company; great friend that she is. I finally got home, wrapped up our conversations, reassured one another that we missed the other and turned in. Well, she turned in, I on the other hand popped in "The Motorcycle Diaries" and began to day dream about how I too wish to travel throughout South America one day. But that of course is for another entry.
I was discussing the new Burial track (it REALLY moves me) and I wanted her to hear it. We've shared moments like this in the past where I play her a new song I just discovered or a song that just ridiculously touches me and it's always the same feeling for me. And so the real discussion began.
I proceeded to tell her (after she'd listened to the song) that whenever we do this; this transference of music, I relate it to when we were lovers and how when we had sex and I would orgasm inside of her. Now I know it may seem a little far-fetched to some, but deep down inside, those who truly know me, know that I wear my heart on my sleeve and am beyond passionate about the things that I love and feel define me. An ex girlfriend once said I was too passionate. A decade later I'm still trying to figure out whether that's a good thing or a bad thing. I have my days. I digress, this is what I do.
There's an anonymous quote that says, "Music is what feelings sound like." And this is what I've basically been trying to say all along. I fully understand this and I know others do as well, as I know that there are those that don't. But this is why this conversation was so meaningful.
And so our conversation continued on into the night. In reality, I have to mention that I was driving home at 4am and she was dutifully keeping me company; great friend that she is. I finally got home, wrapped up our conversations, reassured one another that we missed the other and turned in. Well, she turned in, I on the other hand popped in "The Motorcycle Diaries" and began to day dream about how I too wish to travel throughout South America one day. But that of course is for another entry.
you deleted my post? wtf
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