Whenever I take a walk, I think about everything and absolutely nothing at all. My thinking process is basically me making small talk with myself.
And I realized that I changed a lot over the last few years.
I think the biggest change is that I've started to really appreciate classical music. I used to to think that it was really boring and reserved for old people, but then I joined an intense wind ensemble. Never in my life have I been around people who appreciated music quite like they did.
I was swept along with this huge classical-music current and started to listen to it.
I showed a recording that I really liked to one of my old friends. I can't quite remember which one it was, but I thought it was fascinating. He laughed and said that I was being brainwashed.
And I don't know if that was directed as an insult, but that really hit home.
I'm not ashamed of listening to classical music.
I just don't know if it's something I should openly share or not. I know that most people in my school don't even think about it as a type of "good" music and I'm really not up the challenge of trying to argue against years upon years of teenage culture.
...I'm not really sure where I'm going with this.
Maybe I'm trying to say that I'm trying to figure out what things I should share with others and what I shouldn't.
But then again, I really don't want to put a censor on my words.
I think that if someone wants to listen to me, they should have to deal with the fact that I do nerdy things.
This post has just turned into a trainwreck of conflicting thoughts, so I'm going to end it before my writing morphs into something about goats or whatever.
It's way too late but I accidentally had coffee an hour ago.
I'm basically fueled on caffeine with nothing to do.
I could either write a blog post or watch videos of cats, which I will probably do once I publish this.
Of course, I could study, but it's Friday and I never do work on Friday. I'm more of a cram-on-Sunday-night type of person.
And while I'm on this tangent, I'd like to let you know that I learned to juggle.
I found three juggling balls under my bed and I basically learned to juggle them when I should have been writing a History essay.
I really need to work on my time management.
