Like Giving A Precious Present To Myself
Just with that very little, very simple, of what I can do,
find, accomplish, achieve - though so far from accepted, general standards – am
I grateful, makes me happy. When I’m lucky to write a good thought, lucky to
make me my own beautiful chord progressions and melodic lines, lucky to have a
good performance of my choir, make a
beautiful recording, photo, enjoy riding
just on my bike to a village, ... when I’m freed from hurting legs and
dizziness.
That would like giving me a precious present. I’ve got such
a lot now, now in old age as I can better judge beauty, besides, I’ve got courage, - no fear anymore
-, the courage to be myself. What a joy.
August 2014
This is my book. You can read it.
http://blookup.com/en/blookshop/blook/leisurely-reading-14566/ 
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