As I read your piece, I was compelled to offer something in return.
All of us are given a magnificent obsession. In the arrogance of ignorance, most of us throw ours away. The lives of those who keep them are as magnificent as their obsessions. When old age arrives, we welcome the company of hindsight who teaches us the story that we wrote and never read.
Even without all the pages filled with thoughts from which this song emerged in 1989, it still resonates. In the next link, the song writer is an old man now, and tells the story of how he found his voice.
If you have the time and desire, open them. If not today, maybe another day. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ifwtWF485HU
