Thanks for sharing your experience! My living situation is changing in such a way that I’ll be able to sing to my heart’s intent very soon. The reason I’m than

Thanks for sharing your experience! My living situation is changing in such a way that I’ll be able to sing to my heart’s intent very soon. The reason I’m thanking you in particular is that your story confirms a lemma in my pet theory of how human intelligence emerged. Humans are capable of interrogating their boredom, and not only observing but interjecting themselves in their subjective experience. What came first? Primitive language or rhythm? What came first? Complex language or music? It’s obfuscated by modern technology and culture, but we can sing like the birds. More expressively, in some ways. Slaves sang in the fields and workmen in the mines. It’s the original smartphone, and perhaps the original way the human animal passed the time in a way that could be experienced and shared with others. Idk, I’ve had a second glass of wine tonight, but your comment has brought me immense joy that I usually don’t find on anonymous sites, even HN. I didn’t even really explain my point in this comment, just rambled around and outline. Regardless: Keep singing, fellow baritone. Thanks for keeping the music alive. The experience of being an individual human being is all we have, and singing is one of those magical or amazing things that makes it, by all accounts, special.