Why be afraid to be alive?

Today was a rather busy day. Rather than bore you with all the details, I will just tell you about my favorite class today. That class is Music Therapy Ensemble. When our name was called on the roll, we had to sing about how we felt. We improvised several different pieces and had a good time. We're supposed to bring four or five instruments to class every day (including things like hands, feet, pencils, guitars, drums, shakers, and so forth). The reason I liked it so much was because she talked about how we shouldn't be afraid to sing everything. However it comes out! Not polished, but real. Right from the soul. Whatever comes out. Whenever it comes out. Let music live. Not just exist, but live in me. We're afraid of that. Its not socially normal. But it sounds rather happy. So I plan to sing a lot more of my thoughts and feelings, as often as I can. I did end up dancing a lot today, just for fun. It's been a blast.

In other news, I'm eating my fruit in the season thereof. I bought winter fruit at the store today - apples, oranges, lemons... but I forgot bananas...=(

A kind girl showed me how to get to the bus stop when I got lost. A shout-out thank you to that kind girl!