Day 11

I don’t know why I am writing everyday. I just know that I need to write. Music is written in black and white, just like the words on a piece of paper, but the energy of music or words gives one energy.

But when I have a mild mental break-down, I hope someone will catch me when I fall, like the girl in the film “Magnolia”.

Although I found the parts that weren’t discussed in the seminar interesting, concepts such as state censorship of free speech, Hobbes made good points on how people tend to exploit their freedom, and turn towards self-destruction.

It’s too heartbreaking for me to write about a boy’s father criticizing his skill playing with a soccer ball after I paid the kid a compliment while passing them by chance on the sidewalk.