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An in the studio music video. This original song brought me to a very dark place when we first wrote it, and it has evolved since then. More so than sadness ...
Five Days Ago
I got off the airplane in a whirl of confusion. Passed through customs, picked up the bags, and eventually, found myself sitting in the back seat of the family's white Fortuner not really comprehending that we already arrived. Now, the chilly days and quiet nights in Japan were like a far off dream that never happened...
Five days went by in a flash, and here I am -- back where I started.
It's kind of funny. Even though this was the place I began from, my place of homely residence, it feels different. Familiar, oh yes... but somehow, different. As if the hues of the lights had altered somehow; the colors seemed just a tad bit more vibrant than how I remember them.
Call it crazy. Call it a delusion. Call it a crazy delusion! You may even think that what I'm saying is the fever brought on by the New Year festivities that have come and gone. No matter what anyone calls it, however, I know that that's not the truth. That's not it. I know that there's something more. Something deeper. Deep down inside, some part of me has changed.
Perhaps my mind is still back in the far off country we just visited. Yeah, that must be it--!
Wait, no... NO! I know that's not it either. Saying otherwise would be me making excuses. You know what? I feel changed somehow. There's a fire burning in the pit of my stomach... Something that wants to push me forward toward something. Is this inspiration? A spur of madness? Whatever it is, I wonder how long this fire will last this time? I can feel myself changing with it. Charging. Lighting up inside of me. I feel like I can do anything.
Because of that feeling, I just know this year will be excellent. Another "2011", for 2011 was the best year of the life I've lived thus far. Maybe 2015 can trump that year in terms of achievements or even hurdles. Who knows? But I'm certainly ready to find out.
Yes, I will face failure this year. I will fall. I know I will, that all goes without saying. People will turn me away, push me, and put me down... but you know what? This year, I feel different. At this moment, I feel like none of that matters. I will keep going and come out on top. I will make it or die trying. I will make the leap, and do it this year because 2015 is the perfect year to make a difference.
A difference made not for anyone but myself.
^-Serenity, Happy New Year.