Back to Basics

So yeah, my bass probably deserves some TLC after helping me get through the last Suffering Song, it took me far and wide on an unforgettable  journey while helping me dealing with the residual pain, helped me realize I really loved the feeling, and that will be repeated in due time.
For now I’ve started working out, oh yeah, on the gym, horrible horrible pains but all worth when you see your old self slowly draining away, giving you possibilities of what can and what will be. It’s wonderful when you got friends to support you even when you wanted to just lay down and die.
And lately I’ve returned to an old acquaintance  to help me spend a bit of my free time AND, this is a BIG and, I think I might have found the first game to give me the feelz in the longest time.

Transistor

Yes, this wonderful game by Supergiant, I am quite positive that it will make me a better person one way or another when I’m done with it. The story is just superb even though messy, confusing and not thrown in your face, it makes you go out of your way to find it, to understand it, and to try and recover Red’s voice. Ashley Barrett’s work in here is just phenomenal.
Recently I met a girl who I thought had the sweetest singing voice in the world. Well, I was quite wrong, Ashley Barrett outperforms her by a country mile. Specially when you consider all the nuances and emotions inflicted while articulating the lyrics.

If the music on the video below doesn’t grab you by the heart and twist it even a little, then you are doing something wrong, very wrong.
Or maybe I’m the stupid one trying to find meaning where there is none and this post has been a mad rant all along.

Epílogo

“Been dying for a sign when faith has been on the line
When you find your love on wasted grounds
You’re taking to the sound, it’s shelter from the rain”- Tobias Sammet, Shelter from the Rain

Well, after what I knew was coming and tried as hard as I could to ignore or delay it, fate caught up with me a couple of days ago.
We all know how it ends, don’t we?
48h of pure agony, except it wasn’t. I had some backup from unexpected people and places. Even some unexcepted ones and yet all of them told me given time the stomach knot, the pain, the feeling of dead and despair would come to pass.
And it’s come to, well, most of it. There’s still a lingering sensation and every time I see her pic I still get some unexplainable feeling that fades away as fast as it came.Well, I’ve been also told that you’ll remember it for the rest of your life even if it doesn’t hurt.
HOW THE FUCK DO PEOPLE LIVE THAT WAY?!
Well, I’m way better now, past it, with eyes back to normal, still wondering how I got myself into that crazy situation. Well, as it goes, blindness ensued, but not anymore Dana.
Even though I knew what was happening, I tried to keep myself believing it was my imagination, that I was not doing anything wrong, that eventually everything would settle

Well, as it went, the last day was wonderful before it came to a crashing halt, that’s due to the fact that even though it was labelled as an illusion by not me, I finally felt like I had had my feelings corresponded, and it was bloody amazing!
Right now I don’t have the guts to just text you and ask for the text you wrote while thinking about me, or the eventual texts you might come to write and not feel like sending me them.
You know who you are, and if you ever read this, you got my number and my contacts, just give me a hello and I’ll give you my email if you can’t pluck it from my social media profile so I can have that text. It was wonderful even if you denied all those feelings to my face, even if you wished they were true.

This is the first time I’ve felt strong enough to write withouth feeling shit about myself or about the outcome. So, for now, Farewell