We, maybe all, know music heal us no matter hard times we are going through (my only perspective on life until now). At the same time, it could kill us with related memories, such as the love life I went through somehow. Day by day, I am tricking myself into abstract universe which has been created in my brain, in some critical point music tickles my brain back into those cruel suffering.

This is probably the reason why I am focusing on the melody itself, rather than lyrics I tried to relate too much even though It wasn’t even single part of my life. (Just realized my pronoun vocabulary is only depending on following words: I, my and me. Sadly it just made me realize how self-centered and narcissist I am.)

Love, Jimi