Until the End...

Sometimes I wonder how a simple song, a note or a tune can hook you up so strong, that you even forget yourself but carry on. This happens recurrently in my life in no particular or random order. I vibrate with the tone and swim across the song with tons of goose pimples. A friend mentioned there is no criticism from music and I am frightened to all kind of feedbacks.

May be it is foolish, but who cares? I don’t censor my tears.

This is a snap of Lake Pano in Adirondack Mountain range, NY, stolen from my friend Praveen’s shack. The lake is awaiting a ripple I feel.

Song of the day – Ripple, the American Beauty version.