Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Tuesday, 21 September 2010
I miss singing
That's what I thought this evening when I was walking back home. It just struck me: I barely sing anymore. There are moments like this, when I miss my opera lessons or the stage, or regret that I have never been on a stage to sing an aria or two. Or better still, a whole opera with a great baritone role. Sometimes I feel like I don't have hobbies anymore. I guess when I get home and I am tired, I want nothing else than just relax and not do anything. Yet when I was learning opera, it actually helped me focus on other things than studies and daily worries. And it was just really pleasant.
Je te comprends. Je sais que j'ennuie petit frère et toi quand je joue un peu de piano à Noël, mais ce genre de hobby me manque aussi. À la fin de la journée, t'as pas envie de faire grand chose. Les activités hors du travail et des tâches ménagères finissent par se faire rares.
ReplyDeleteWell by all means SING! Sing out loud! Never waste away a gift! :o)
ReplyDeleteOh...and Happy Autumn Equinox too!
@PJ-Je promets de ne plus jamais m'irriter de ça!
ReplyDelete@Wendy-Happy Autumn Equinox too! And I will start singing again.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DEP65Bkdw0M
ReplyDeleteVoilà continue de chanter!