A bad feeling starts to well up inside of me, down in the center of me.
Like a spring bubbling up, but black instead of clear. It continues
to fill up my insides, until a sadness starts to leak out of my eyes and
my nose, and I feel like I'm drowning in it The awful, horrible,
beautiful melancholy which is this sound pulls me toward it. I feel
like I'm attracted to it, but that's a lie because it's pulling me. And
I feel so stupid for being sad, because the feelings that these sounds
evoke in me seem so familiar and beautiful, but my sadness is a dull
monochrome compared to it, in the truth of things where nothing is
hidden. And I'm colorless and embarrassed and I despair.
