Autumn day
I walked out the door, shut it, put my key in and locked it. As I started to walk down the street and over the small bridge, that goes over a road, I felt a emptiness. I could hear car-tires screech, and hear the rumble of the city. There was no colour and no life, everything was sterile and grey. I could hear my lungs screaming for air, I was choking.
I reached into my bag and pulled out my cd-player and headphones. I carefully put them on and pressed play.
Suddenly I could feel my feet moving again, my lungs taking in a deep breath. My eyes opening, showing me a different view. I fastened my pace and before I could realise it, I was taken by the state I was in. I came to a halt. I had by now walked so far that I had reached a small forest, or maybe it was merely a park, but it felt like a forest, a unexplored such. I could see the wind playing with the leaves as they danced in the air, on their way to the ground. Usually people say that leaves are dead when they fall, but that couldn´t be true. They sang with the wind as they sailed through the air. So full of life, with vivid colours. I had seized to hear the music from the cd, maybe it had stopped. Now I just heard the magical music which these leaves and the wonderful colours played.
All the grey colours had vanished and been replaced with wonderful, warm things. Everything had a colour of it´s own and they all played a tune of their own. I could hear music so beautiful that I didn´t even know words good enough to describe it.
As I, after a while started to reach the end of the forest I once again came to a halt. I stopped thinking it had started to rain, but it was just a tear that had fallen down my cheek. As I came out of the forest and back into the city again I took my headphones off and it suddenly struck me. It was my soul that had made the beautiful music, it had spoken to the nature in a language for us unknown. It felt like I had experienced something magical.
God I loved these autumn days.
I love your love of music if that makes any sense. It is quite touching to read about. (And dare I sound so old as to say it reminds me of myself a couple of years ago?)
Keep writing. I like it!
Comment by Dimitra — October 22, 2005 @ 8:46 am
It makes sense to me, thanks! And you dare say so, no one is old our young, age is like a name, what does it tell about us? =)
Comment by theepoweroftwee — October 22, 2005 @ 9:21 am
Hehe, in fact I think names say a whole lot about us. And I don’t mind being older, I feel older and I like it - I just worry it might freak people out occasionally
Comment by Dimitra — October 23, 2005 @ 1:34 pm
Yeah, people sometimes freak out for things like that. Not me though, I´m just getting used to being older than I at times may seem… (though people might think I´m old wearing clothes like a retired old man and constantly reading books hehe). But I too feel older, and I must say I like it, to quote the titel of Lucknow Pact´s album “youth is for the old” =)
My name isn´t that common, so people tend to forget it and have a hard time pronouncing it. So for me a name is just a name.
Comment by theepoweroftwee — October 23, 2005 @ 7:34 pm
I like your blog Dimitra.
You sound like you have some of the same sort of age issues I have … somewhat embarrassed to be so attentive to indie music and still in your …. let me guess, 30’s ?
Anyway, I’m still a kid at heart in many ways, and I’m seeing a 20 yo girl that makes my head spin, hee hee.
Comment by e-head — October 30, 2005 @ 1:47 am
A bit late (I’ve just noticed these comments) but still:
e-head: I’m 24 in fact, and my problem is sort of the opposite, I feel I have half grown out of indiepop, at least out of part of it. And at the same time I haven’t really. Oh I don’t know, I am confusing myself when I think about it.
Jurki: People (well, non-greek people) do the same thing with my name… but I’m fond of it. So how is your name pronounced?
Comment by Dimitra — November 6, 2005 @ 2:49 pm
hehe, a bit hard to explain=) start off like you were to say jürig, and then to you stop at the R, and just add ki. erhm, or something like that haha. wow, I should be a teacher! My sister complained at my skilles at that just today.
Comment by theepoweroftwee — November 7, 2005 @ 9:34 pm