Friday, January 15, 2010

4)

Well past midnight. Felt the urge to stretch my sore fingers. Felt great. Briefly touched Kabalevksy. Studied exercises hard.

I thought of what I am. "Who am I?" I asked myself over and over again. Never came to a conclusion. Kinda just an idea. I am a Human, designed to think and do work, I do work so I achieve something with my life, I think so I might enjoy this work, figure out what I achieve, and think upon other human's achievements. I am no special. I am in a long line of Humans who have given the world to me. I will take it.

That is what I am.

Fuhton

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