When you’re tired or sad, how about listening to sad music instead? Sometimes sad music can become a warm comfort, too.
잊고 싶은 것들이 잊지 말아야 할것
The things that we want to forget are the things we shouldn’t forget
(Do not forget the things that you want to forget)
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Happy Birthday Tablo,
I could try to begin to describe what it is that Tablo means to me as an artist but I know I wouldn’t be able to do it properly. So I’ll just describe it with a memory.
I remember not too long after Fever’s End came out, I bought both part one and two and put it on my ipod without thinking.
The most vivid memories I have with Tablo is the simple winter mornings when I got into my car and played his music. I woke up every morning over worked, two or three hours of sleep in my body, no will to keep moving. Every morning I would drive in the still, dark, quiet, cold found only in the winter mornings. Every morning I would wake up wanting to kill myself.
Those mornings I would park in my school parking lot - tired, hungry, weak, and resigned to the fact that this was the way I would feel, forever. - I would sit in the car listening to which ever of his tracks where playing and I would cry. Every morning, sitting in my car alone. I would cry - every morning. but I would find enough comfort in Tablo’s music to have the courage to not only get out of my car and walk into school each day, but to do it the day after that, and the day after that.
The second memory I have of Tablo really being meaningful in my life is when I decided to read his book for the second time. I read it all in one night and afterwards I sat back and decided that maybe it was time to live my life with substance again. He inspired me to really begin living once more, as me, and not the lifeless shell I had become.
No other artist in this world has effected me like Tablo. He is a true hero, he certainly saved my life.
Thank you for breathing Tablo, Have a Happy Birthday Ahjussi~
May only happiness come to your family~
The life you have left is a gift. Cherish it. Enjoy it now, to the fullest. Do what matters, now.
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