I have a poor memory for song lyrics. I just don’t think I care enough. The everyday noise in my brain leaves me with just enough energy to be attracted to sounds that aren’t necessarily the words in the English language.

illustration of sausage maker with words going in, sausage going out

I struggled to understand my parents when they spoke to me in their native language (not English). Much of it was a series of sounds that I couldn’t relate to. It became the norm that I wasn’t going to understand them all of the time.

When it comes down to it, I feel my music and sometimes the feeling is good. Sometimes the feeling is not good.