Remembering the music of old

I love music. I play music, sing music, make music, remember music, associate life through music. Today I returned to my music for an evening and remembered how much of my life is tied up into the songs and notes I write. I can remember the time, trials, heartaches and passions of life while playing through my songbook. Why is music so powerful?

Self Lesson #101: Record the best moments of living.

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