I always wanted to play the harp. It seems so exotic and romantic and … very hard. How can I play a harp? Then again, I could wear a beautiful long dress with my hair flowing. But what would it sound like? I wish…
Sometimes it’s easiest just to listen. To flood yourself with the weight of the world around you. To believe that everything will be okay, in fact. To erase the edges of your existence so that you can become one with your surroundings until you are done. Until you are at the edge of it all. Sometimes you do this so that you no longer have to carry the weight of your words, because sometimes harping on is heavier than the holding.
I always wanted to play the harp. It seems so exotic and romantic and … very hard. How can I play a harp? Then again, I could wear a beautiful long dress with my hair flowing. But what would it sound like? I wish…
Sometimes it’s easiest just to listen. To flood yourself with the weight of the world around you. To believe that everything will be okay, in fact. To erase the edges of your existence so that you can become one with your surroundings until you are done. Until you are at the edge of it all. Sometimes you do this so that you no longer have to carry the weight of your words, because sometimes harping on is heavier than the holding.