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The Verve - Bittersweet Symphony
Words cannot explain how I feel right now, but I can try. I feel like this huge chunk of negativity in me has been transplanted off my chest, my mind, my heart, my life. Everyday, there was this bit in me that made me miserable, and I never quite now how to rid myself from it. I tried, but to no avail. It grew worse and worse, and it was affecting my daily life, my relationship, and my happiness most of all. Today, I talked it out of me. It came out of my throat, slid through my tongue, and presented itself out of my mouth. I have this very bad tendency of holding all of my rancor and thoughts inside, and never really talking them through with people. I will literally hold a lot of things to my grave, or at least until they become irrelevant. Not today. It is strange how I was just thinking about how much harm this negativity was creating, and how I must seek relief. The only way was to either, a) talk about it, or, b) finish things. I grew the courage to pick A, and it went incredibly better than I expected. I am stunned to think about it, but not as much as I am relieved. The point in this post is the song of course, but I wanted to give detail on the backbone of this story and why it is in my mind. This song makes me feel just like Richard in this video. Nothing phases me, nothing holds me back anymore. It is time to move forward. The lyrics are only half relevant, but the melody in this song is so catchy, it just glues to your thoughts. Amazing song!

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