Who am I?
I ask this a lot because I wake up uncertain so very often. Some days my sense of self is more clear, but others I am glad I leave breadcrumbs to keep myself on the trail.
Last night I committed about nine minutes of sonic wavelength to the cloud. This is the first time I did so into the computer using a mixer. I had set up that old equipment in order to bring in some audio that was low gain. I got the idea to go ahead and do it.
I wish I had the ability to learn songs but I'm the sort of person who was told by my mother and father that such a pursuit would be foolish so I never allowed myself to practice in a straight-forward manner.
This is how it is. I am who I am and I'm pleased that this is who I am, even if life is maybe less interesting than it might be if I were a normal person who could process relationships.
In any case, maybe I will one day begin to link some of these pieces of the past in this location so maybe it will be discovered one day. When I am gone, the music will have served its purpose, keeping me alive and keeping me together across space and time.
That's who I am.
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