It's not I did a lot of horrifying things in my life which caused this kind of reaction, because I did a lot of those, but chose never to confess.
When I was about 23 years of age I confessed to my lover my love for instrumental, spheric music like the Fripp and Eno album I was playing that particular moment ("The Heavenly Music Corporation"-track from "No Pussyfootin'") and told him my deepest and greatest thoughts are fed, and accompanied as a soundtrack to my expanding thoughts, by this kind of music.
He reacted like I told him I got a brain disease.
I decided never to tell something personal to someone else who can't understand the true meaning of my confessions. Maybe this doesn't make sense to you at all but this is how I always lived since.
This is why this Multiply experiment is very unfamiliar to me: I am sure I am not known here for exposing all the ins and outs of my private life, but some of you know more about me than I was intended to give away at first, but it is quite easy to confess to those who are really interested or show real love. Still these thoughts I share are accompanied by music, because music is still my best friend and an important source for my imagination and creativity. And joy.
WHILE WRITING THIS BLOG I LISTEN TO:
this Multiply experiment is of great value for me. 