There are very few things in life that I actually really enjoy. In fact, if you ask people what I enjoy, maybe less than half of what they answer is something I truly enjoy because of the sole act or thing alone. No, I fell in love with my passions because of the people.
There were many times in which my friends looked at me, astonished, because I had not seen certain movies. Them telling me to watch it, I gave the excuse that I didn't want to watch it alone. Not because I was helpless or dependent on people but because these were things I know I won't really like thus I need people to convince me otherwise. Not convincing in the sense in which they explain why or how but in their faces. When they watch these movies, their eyes light up.
It's the same with music, honestly. The only reason why I persevere being in a music group is because of the faces of people when they play. Sure, they look serious and focused. But, during rehearsals, they're free. Seeing their faces as they truly feel music, something I've only experienced a few times in the past 5 years that I've been playing, can convince you that sitting in a cramped, hot room for 3 hours every day playing the same song or phrase over and over again is worth it. Seeing the joy, the passion, and the love for something beam in their eyes can convince anyone that this is something great; that this is something worth pain, stress and time.
Watch the faces of people as they do what they love. These faces can make you realise that there is a certain beauty in everything whether it's something you loathe or not; it'll make you realise that everything deserves to be loved.
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RandomShort essays, maybe even poetry. This isn't a love story written in rhymes or narratives. This is the story that everyone goes through. In this, you will find 2am thoughts, tears, rants, good bye's, and hello's. You will find the little things I lea...
