I could listen to Paganiniana a
million times and I still wouldn’t get how I can just sit here. It’s as if I
didn't even have OCD to begin with anyways.
I don’t have a way with words like
Shakespeare, but listening to Caprice No. 5 is like seeing a tree being hit by
a lightning bolt for the first time, every time.
I feel like I just drank a whole
case of energy drink every time I listen to Vivaldi’s Summer just 'cause it
literally feels like my energy just jumped from 0 to high-voltage in a second.
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