Category — Music

This is what I was thinking of writing:

I had a pretty decent view of self in high school, even if it was affected by general malaise. I knew who I was, what I wanted to be. Now, I know less and less of what is in store for me or what I’ll be doing.

But I like this more:

If there’s one thing I’ve learned about my own path to happiness it’s that I need to shatter the world around me and to create it anew; at the core of my survival and self-discovery is an inevitable process of creation.

I’m re-re-reading The Alchemist so I can remember my Personal Legend and how to listen to the wind.

That and I’m prepping and planning all sorts of educational activities that are fun enough for kids at camp.

On the list include yoga and music time.

And this.

In the Beginning…
Ever since we started learning how to play recorders in the third grade I knew that music would be a part of my life.

I remember telling my parents that I wanted to do music in college and the look of loss and abandon that they gave me. Growing up as an ABC (American-Born Chinese) put me in that transitional generation of kids who often live in two different worlds - I had my suburban New England school life with my suburban New England friends and cafeteria food during the day, and my working-class Hong Kong family and my mother’s rice cooker at night.

Being the first one in my family to go to college, I might as well have told my parents I was running away and joining the circus.

This is home to the musings and ruminations of a soon-to-be quarter-lifer detailed in lifestreams and article posts that will cover a wide range of topics that are my life pursuits, hobbies, passions, and incidental loves. Part autobiographical, part research, I’m looking to find how and where these seemingly disparate life-spheres intersect and play out. Hopefully you’ll enjoy the ride as much as I will!

peace + <3