Looks like my journal entries have degraded to short snips lately, but that’s okay. Back to some more verbose entries soon. Tonight though, on a whim, I tuned into WB20 to watch Buffy and Angel. Have never watched either before, though it’s been recommended to me by the most unlikely people. I’m still not sure what to think about those shows. I thought they were just over-commercialized teen soap operas. Maybe they are. But there seemed to be something interesting in them, at least.
Anyway, this is some wisdom I heard from a demon (paraphrased from memory):
I can hold a note forever… But after awhile, that’s just noise. It’s the change we listen for, the space between notes that makes the song.
Is true. So now what?