Play your music, my friends. Paint your own sky. March to your own drummer. Indulge in the things that fill you with joy.
Our lives are short and our worlds are filled with those who tell us that what we are doing, what we are loving, what we are thinking is wrong. That we shouldn't be doing those things, that we shouldn't be loving those things, that we shouldn't be thinking those things.
It can take so much energy to just be the person you really are. To be yourself unapologetically.
But, being ourselves unapologetically... surely this is who we were meant to be. I mean, as long as being who we are isn't hurting anyone else, surely that's who we were meant to be.
Maybe we could stop pretending to be people that we're not. Maybe we could stop pretending to like the things that everyone else is liking just to fit in. Or maybe we could stop pretending to not like the things we love just because someone might look down on us. Surely that says more about them than it does about us if they do.
Play your music. Play it loud.