I miss him so much

There's something about this track that makes me think about my dad. It makes me think about all the good memories... I can't stop the tears. I miss him so much.

I wish I could tell him how it feels when he's gone. I wish I could tell him how it feels to have no choice but to keep all that I wanted to tell him inside. I wish I could tell him, once more, that I love him, that I love him soooo much that all the good memories are dark now without him, that playing the piano is nothing but a nostalgic torture without him.

Is it the spring?

I feel ... I feel ... something but I don't know what it is exactly.
some mixed emotions. The need to be hugged ... the desire for a warm kiss.
Shut down my brain, rest my head on the grass, listen to Chopin nocturnes, gazing at the blue sky ...
It's totally coz of the Spring ...

You feel something, but you don't know what it is ... but you feel it ...

Javad Class

Happy Bday Aziiii ;)

... and so it is ...

sometimes ... short reunions are harder to handle than a long wait ...

It's finally hit me ...

I've finally realized I can't just change streams and go from one branch to another to finally find the one I want. It's getting too late. When you're 8, an 18 year old seems pretty old, and when you're 18, a 24 year old is an adult. I'll be 24 soon, and I still feel like the clueless 8 year old, wanting to explore everything ... What am I doing with my life? Where am I going with what I have?
After all the fun I've had with the fun math puzzles, I feel this is not what I really wanna be! I don't wanna solve math problems for my career ... I haven't really figured out what I want my life to be like, and now it's just too late. I've had too much fun playing around with interesting riddles, that I forgot I'm not an 8 year old anymore ...

tango ...

I'm starting to fall in love with it ... I fell for the music first and now for the whole thing ... planning to learn it ...