Nostalgia

Looking at pictures of fun times at CO, listening to SYF recordings, although not mine, brings back so much, so much. Every picture can come to life and there are just so many stories, so many memories, so much behind that flat, 2D piece of graphic. Every piece of music record encrypts feelings and messages in them.

What happened to my passion for music?
Why can I not feel the same anymore?

Nanyang days in CO were really great, nothing has been close to that feeling. Having a common goal, working towards it together, laughing the tough times away, playing with passion for the music, and orchestra...pure fun.

At least, I have those memories.