I miss having my collection of classical music. Sadly, most of it got corrupted when my last OS decided to suicide, and I didn’t feel like sorting through all of it just to find the 8 or so songs that still worked (lol) so I just tossed it all. But now I really miss it! And I can’t get it back, so that’s sad.
My back has been hurting like a bitch lately. It’s a lot more screwed up than it ever was, and the uneven muscle tone on my back is now visible to the naked eye rather than just to the fingertips. It scares me a little, because I just don’t know how to make it better. I can try and sit up straight all I want, it’s not going to make it better. I can stretch it out all I want, all it’s going to do is pull the muscle and cripple me for a few days. The only thing I can think to do, really, is to never sit down and to start running again. I felt nicer, a lot nicer, when I was running. And my ass needs the exercise, so why not? I have to at least try.
We’re about ready to book the flight to the UK. As usual, I should be way more excited than I am. But to be honest, I’m just relieved. Not that I didn’t trust it would never happen, just that it’s a horrible feeling to sit and be waiting for some unknown date in the unforeseeable future. It’s relaxing to know things are finally moving along. I’m not excited, I probably won’t be until I’m on the plane, and that’s okay. It’s just how things work with me, I guess. It’s nice not to be anxious about things that haven’t even happened yet, really. I see people freak out all the time about something that might happen (but probably won’t) in ten years and I just can’t understand it. Relax.
Note to self, the next album you need to buy is Helen Jane Long’s Porcelain. I had it once, and lost it with the rest of my classical. It’s probably the most beautiful music I’ve ever heard, and I’ll never forget it even if I don’t hear it for the next 50 years. That said, bless YouTube and copyright infringement!