>>17475400Music has been a part of me all my life, but I only started playing when I was 12.
For whatever reason me typing 'whatever' brought up this memory that I had forgotten about.
Back when I was an edgy little dejected and abandoned fuck, I listened to a lot of nirvana and sound garden and pearl jam and whatnot. It reflected how I felt. As I started to lick my wounds I got an 'echoes, silence, patience, and grace' album that I listened to. Some great rock songs, but there were some softer songs I didn't want to pay attention to.
I remember sitting in my backyard, in my hammock, looking at the sky with my earbuds in, wondering why things had turned out the way they had. I didn't skip that part of the album that time, and just listened. Then dave hit me:
>I am not alone, dear loneliness>You forgot, but I, remember this>Oh stranger, stranger, stranger things have happened>I knowI didn't feel as alone anymore. That album helped me so many times.
