2/15/2020 before you read, here is a pretty song im listening to, i urge you to play it in the background if you can.

now dear friend..... there is one thing you must promise me always, and i do hate to say it, i want you to know that. i really do. but it's this. Never meet your heros. You never can, you never should. You certainly can, but you never will. They're all in your head, inside you all along. Yes it hurts me to say it, happens every time, the less we say the better, it's like that all the time. And yes you, here reading, you do know you make me happy? But whatever and wherever you may be.... It's just another fleeting moment in the day.

No one's perfect all the time. No one's perfect every day. Oh it's all just one big act. I'm sure you feel it too. Doesn't it exhaust you? Would you just, for a while, and just for a while, maybe like to let go, and live free? And let loose, and be free? And let go, and... Oh. Well, they're gone now. You scared them off! But that's OK.

Do you feel it? Sounds reverberate through your entire body, a struck chord, a pinned key. There's strings inside you too, you know. Little heartstrings, that buzz with every passing sound. You're an instrument too, you know. Like wind blowing, like words that fall, like leaves, spent.

Now I tell you, never do meet them, it's an act, it all is, do you think it's virtuous? To maintain a facade, for the sake of others? To stay strong for them? Do you think so too? Now there's something I once heard and it went like this,

"Those who mind, don't matter, and those who matter, don't mind."