Something about music holds the key of my stability. It fills the gap between thoughts and often fit to solidify those airhead when my mind is idle. Something about it reminds me of good friends who stay, some who left, and some others who come along because music brings them to me. Music left me with hope and strings to hang on, knowing that with music, everything in life would have a soundtrack to go along with. With music, we will never walk alone. And with music, we will always remember.
In composition, sound transforms.
As much as memories evolve into so many songs.
Sabbe satta bhavantu sukhitatta.