So I sing sad songs. Because they make me feel real; genuine.
The make me sad, they make me cry. They make me grieve.
And then, something amazing happens. I feel well again.
Call me a masochist, but we all need pain and suffering in life. It FEELS GOOD to release this type of energy and stress through song/sport/meditation/art (cooking, sewing, painting etc)/work.
Let's talk about balance. Yin and Yang. Light and dark.
I'm at place in life where overcoming sorrow and pain feels good. Maybe one day, perhaps, I'll have no more sorrow and pain, and I could be happy all the time.
But for right now, my world vision is that of lightness and darkness; happiness and sadness. So, I sing.
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