Changing Slow

When I was writing music the strangest part was not being able to hear what my music sounded like to someone else. I knew how the piece was supposed to sound I did not know what it sounded like.

I think it would be like being the star of a great movie. I don’t think they can enjoy it the way the public does.

I am going through something like that with looking at Sophia. I don’t think I will ever know what she looks like. It will happen day by day ever so slowly. I don’t mind.