With the job I have this summer, I’ve seen a lot of people doing things they have passion for; Music in this case. Each and everyone of them, singers or bands, quebecers or not, they all change when on the stage. They give everything they have, like if it was the last time they were singing or playing guitar, or drums or piano or whatever. I’ve watched them, I’ve observed. Their faces lighten up, I’ve seen sparkles or light in their eyes. They’re all beautiful!! It’s almost magic. I kind of fell in love with them or with their art I should say.
The line “live everyday like it’s my last” made me think about them. They sing or play for their lives. They could die and their lives are gonna be full. You know what I mean ?
But that’s it. I guess passion is the little thing I need to suceed on this goal. Passion must be the reason to carry on each day, everyday.
