I don't like to be judged, advice yes, but not judging, especially when that person is my teacher, she's over 60 and I really care about her. I feel small, but what right does she have to judge me and minimalize me?

I can ruin myself or lift myself up with the power of a thought. Realizing that and testing that is great accomplishment, let's hope I'll keep the good thoughts alive, beaming out with serenity, and coming back upon me serenely.

I miss him, and everything that he is, those subtle self expressions I noticed some time ago.

Music is good, it gives me life, it's like coffee, like fruit and mineral water, but much better , oh I'm such a kid with these words...