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I don't think it's normal.
Two years later,
I feel like bawling
whenever I hear songs she liked.
Our oldest girl, little brat,
she does it on purpose,
rubbing salt in the wound,
playing songs that remind me of her mom.
At first kids always dream of seeing their parents reunited.
Not just at first.
On the other hand...
...are there songs in your life...
that make you want to crank it up?
To live?
To ***?
Please, send me the titles!
- Can I hold her? - Sure you can.
Two years earlier
Who is that?
You mean the song or the girl?
If only it'd been a masterpiece.
But no,
a pleasant little tune,
almost banal,
but that makes you want to stop,
look around,
seize the moment.
That makes you see life the way it should always be.
Beautiful.
You know?
Complete strangers
all smiled at me
like they understood my joy
at seeing life the way I see it,
thanks to music.
They smiled because you smiled.
Prick my bubble.
I wasn't smiling.
I mean, I was smiling, thinking about what I was feeling,
experiencing,
what music brings to my life.
Has no sense, not?
It can be, man. Who have it?