I am really happy when... I'm in music.

The smell drifting up, hitting me full blast as I open the case of my cello is...

Soothing, relaxing. It makes me sigh. I'm content.

When I play, I feel as if...

There is not a care in the world, that all I have to do is play, and that I could just go on forever.

The notes of the music match my mood...

Some fast, others slow. Soft or loud, endless ways to play.

When I'm done, I'm not quite finished. The notes still run through my head, lasting me through the day, until I sleep. And even then, the notes are still there. Quiet as can be, going on, and on, and on...