I need to make a recording as I read it as if it were an operatic score. From ppp crescendoing piu a piu to f. The soft lapping waves lulling until... the percussive gasp of Na Na Na wakes my victims audience up. It's a short piece, so pacing and pausing and manipulating the mood, soft then sensual then unforgiving takes the unsuspecting listener on a roller-coaster. It ends with a sigh but no apology.
Did you know that tsunami has two parts (not three) as it means 'big wave'. In English I worked on the sounds as 'tsu' can be held like a hiss or shush tsuuuu and 'na' can be short. I used 'me' with the snarky tone of 'did you forget about Me?'. It may be the best poem I've ever written. Maybe my motto should be "sighing like spent surf since 2005" .
I feel ya. Maybe that's why people like to tell me their problems, I don't interrupt. And there are many, many times that I have nothing to say - or choose not to say anything at all (sometimes, it is better that I don't). Have a great evening.
My cousin changed jobs from being a captain on a ship to a helicopter pilot. Learning how to fly is indeed fascinating. Costs in The Netherlands 13,000 euros for an average license, Airline Transport Pilot License (ATPL) 65,000 euros. It's expensive indeed.
I used to want to learn how to fly planes, too. So much that I actually talked to an Air Force representative about enlisting. But, I was shot down because I wore glasses. At that time, and maybe it's still this way, but if you wore glasses, they would only accept to train you to fly cargo planes. It was still flying, right? I don't know why I didn't go ahead and enlist. I guess it was too scary for me. The military services still scare me.