And when we meet, which I’m sure we will
All that was there will be there still
I’ll let it pass and hold my tongue
And you will think that I’ve moved on

I’ve quoted that before, but it struck me again on the bike ride in this morning. She once stated that she didn’t understand why I listened mostly to pop music and not local artists, and compared that how I felt so adamantly about open source and diy should mean I’d understand why the latter is so important. The trouble is that I’m not an artist. While on some level I appreciate art, and it’s existence, I have no appreciation for the academic qualities of art. My appreciation of art is how it resonates with me, and when it comes to music, I appreciate when something touches me and I can identify with it. Which is why I tend to prefer music with lyrics, and particularly non-cryptic lyrics, over music alone. Although I’ll definitely admit some music can strike a chord with emotions, the music in my social circles tends not to be the kind to strike deep [positive] emotion.

Whenever I read a poem that moves me, I know I’m not alone in the world. I feel a connection to the person who wrote it, knowing that he or she has gone through something similar to what I’ve experienced, or felt something like what I have felt. – Gregory Orr