why is it that i sometimes experience this fear of listening to popular music – as if i am going to be judged by those who hear me listening to said music?
it’s as if it’s not obscure enough, i will be criticized for listening to [insert popular band/artist here].
i think people want to stand out – to be unique. perhaps it’s our way of breaking the mold – of breaking people’s expectations that they put on us.
the same could be said for just about anything [not just music] – literature, the clothes we wear, the job we work – the list could go on and on…
i’m trying to learn to like what i like without fear of what anyone else might say or think.
i mailed a package to a friend the other day. it makes me wish that for a mere $8.12 i could mail myself across the country instead.
sending small tokens of things that i have been blessed to discover is good, don’t get me wrong, but there is nothing like time spent with a friend.
i was fortunate enough to pick up some rilke this past weekend while browsing through a local used bookstore. the first sentence from this particular book knocked me over and i still have not been able to find a way to intellectually wrap my mind around it: