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Monday, August 15, 2005 12:26 AM
Music In the Night


The time stated at the bottom right hand corner of the screen says it is 12.21. In the morning. Monday morning.

And the speakers are not bursting with music (for once). Here i am listen to the SPanish version of This I Promise You at a very low volume.

SOmething which i have never done.

If i am to listen to something this soft any other day, i wouldnt be abe to hear a single thing.

But today is not any other day.

SOmehow, i find it rather soothing to listen to some ballad at this volume. (on the speaker and adjust the volune a turner a tad higher).

And there's this zooming image that suddenly appears in my mind:
A guy's face in a bubble.
I cant depict the face.
But somehow my heart beats faster.
This happens. At times.
It made me think:
about my future.
about my career. what i will become.
about my parents who will age in the coming years.
about me being the only child and me supporting them.
about who i will marry.
about whether i will ever get married.
about how many children i will have if i do get married.
about material symbols.
about my dreams.
ah.
try listening to a ballad at midnight at a barely audible volume. see if ur mind travels forward through time and make u think.
it did to me.
and the song is over.