Sunday, April 26, 2015

Rant, part 1

Just want to get it out of the way that I'm ranting about myself. I'm not saying "Me" and putting "you" in the blanks instead. This is about me, and some really dumb things that I do. A few of you know that I'm an opera singer, and most of you don't. By the way, I'm an opera singer. I want to connect with the people I'm trying to ease with my voice, and I love making people smile. Yes, sarcastic, snide me loves making people smile.

 I'm hopelessly in love with the idea that I can make the world somewhat better by releasing my heart and letting all the good thoughts permeate everyone's hearts in turn. I'm also hopelessly in love with idea that are more idiotic than that, but this is rant part 1, not complete rant. (I probably won't do another part unless I get fired up enough like I am currently.) When I sing for someone, I make a bond with them, because I'm baring a tiny part of my soul to that person. This means that if I sing for 500 people, I've given all 500 of them a tiny bit of my soul, and it's theirs to do whatever they will with it.

Dumb, right?

This time I've gotten myself into a fairly sticky situation where I've bared my soul to the wrong person, (As far as I know) and now I need to sever that bond in order to get along with my life. I've actually never done this before, and it's proving very hard to do. So, instead of coming up with clever ideas I'm ranting about it to the internet.

It's not my best idea, but it's what I have.


(Yes, my blog is another little part of me. Gross, right?)

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