Second chances are not yet for me
Was I planning on doing anything during the week in Korea? No, not much besides the concert. What did I end up doing? Literally everything I can think of. Someone asked me why I haven’t been posting and actually, I have. I’ve been writing, at least. I just took them down or didn't post them at all. Somewhere inside me, there’s always this suspicion that my emotions are too shallow and too early and I’m terrified of naming them too soon. It feels like it will cheapen them. This is literally how I feel like you guys will act when I post. I know I already talked about this blog being an exposure therapy, but it’s not working because no one’s forcing me to post. Now I'm just writing all ts alone and bottling my thoughts again–except I came back! Watch me this time. I won’t fail myself. Let’s start with the concert. I was very ready for firebird. I imagined every suite arrangement, bought a record player to watch the ballet in full. Got it connected and all. Rite of Spring...
