I find myself in my hospital room listening to Bob Dylan again. High fever I survive. Not being able to listen to music is far worse. It’s plain torture for me to be surrounded by silence or even worse: NOISE.
I suppose this is the first post on this blog for ages, right? I know one single person once was following the RSS feed. I doubt she still does. Oh well, it was always a “note to self” kind of thing.
Writing has a therapeutical effect on me as well, I suppose.