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Life's full of disappointments, not that i've been kept in the dark about the reality of this over-used cliche. But something that really gets to me is when i flip my music player on, all ready for my self-imposed isolated journey on the bus...the battery's flat.

It's funny though that i might feel that way,considering how little it really matters. The scenes that pass me by stay the same. The bus still gets me to places. Passengers? still brimming from all walks of life. The journey really isn't any less a sensory experience.Inspiration can still dawn upon me albeit the chaos. There's something beautiful in disorder. And if only we were willing to hold 4'33'' as john cage did, then perhaps the absence of my music playlist once in a while won't quite prove unsettling or disturbing.

Sounds of life... that's music.

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