I love so much Marilyn Monrow’s quote:
I’m selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.”
― Marilyn Monroe
Oh my gosh ! I dont want to justapoxe the ideology that we ,women ,are selfish ,impatient and little insecure however and you can notice that I avoid the word ,,but ” yet we recognise mistake ….And that is the nature of being human .I am human ,with flaws ,temper ,insecurities ..I am me….Well, we all make mistakes, dear, so just put it behind you. We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.So wise words ,isn’ it ?Many people make mistakes in their lifetime.Sometime a little mistake cost us everything …Life became a roller coaster ,going up and down . But then we need to stop and listen to the music .Nietzsche once said “Without music, life would be a mistake.” Music is the harmony of the world, crafted by man to create a myriad of sensations. The score during the climax of a movie, the homeless man singing for his next meal, the prelude to a well-known concerto–music defines some of the most monumental impressions on people. Music has always been my life’s biggest passion, and continues to bring my world to new heights. When I hear music, I see bright, vivid colors. I analyze the smallest details of a musical piece down to the most subtle instrument. Noticing new components of a song that aren’t typically heard during the first few plays, for me, is like an archaeologist finding a bone in a desert. Music is a messenger of emotions, simple yet complex, and indescribable by all accounts. Whenever I’m feeling sad or stressed, I escape the pressures of reality and become lost in music. I take a ride on a roller coaster of emotions as musical notes bring me from a state of pure calmness to a state of adrenaline. When the music ends, my mind feels cleansed and ready to get back into the loop of things. I run to music, study to music, release anger to music, yell in joy to music, and live to music,I became music … and none but ourselves can free our minds…I twist ,I crawl and I became alive ..suddenly I curl my back to loneliness .Finally …
Life, he realize, was much like a song. In the beginning there is mystery, in the end there is confirmation, but it’s in the middle where all the emotion resides to make the whole thing worthwhile.”
― Nicholas Sparks, The Last Song
I am shy ..I came out from my shell and I sing …..
mimipopa 