Sadly, I'm forced to conclude that I don't really like harp music very much. The instrument itself is really cool, and must be hellishly difficult to play and transport. (!) So those aspects redeem it slightly, but for the most part the sound is just too goopily sweet. Lacks backbone.
Although I'm sure it would sound better if I were getting a massage. Or if I were living the last scene of a romantic B-movie, holding hands with my lover at the front of a sailboat, looking out over the waves at our future together, the wind flowing through our hair, sunset in the distance. But I'm not getting a massage, nor am I on a sailboat. I'm at work, and I'm on the phone, holding for the next available representative. Damn.
About Me
- k8fh
- I'm just like everyone else; a mass of contradictions.... I want things to go my way, but I'm often disappointed by the outcome when they do. I love solitude, but choose to spend most of my time with people. I long for, but am terrified of, permanence. Learning to embrace (or at least endure) loss of any kind is my greatest challenge. I live in Oneonta with my good friend Joel, my ex-boyfriend's cat, Clovis, and a ton of plants.
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