" It was pretty in Canada, and I didn't see one moose along the way." he said with a smile to her. " I was so tired on that trip I am surprised I didn't just pass out right on the stage." Something he was very guilty of was getting himself so buried in work that he didn't have time to worry about anything else. Most wrote it off as Kim being a work-a-holic, but that was only partly correct.
It was a nice conversation, and no, he seldom ever just had a regular old run of the mill conversation. It was always work or family business. He lofted a brow and looked to her. " Just because I am Asian doesn't mean I am a walking calculator you know." he said teasing her a little " Yes. I was really good at math, I didn't have much trouble with any of my subjects."
He thought about her question about what drew him to music, it was hard to place it into words. Words that made sense at least.
" When I am writing a song, and when I am singing and playing whatever instrument is in my hands... that is really the only time that I feel like I am who I am supposed to be." and that was actually the first time he said that to anyone, but it was honest.
" What about you? What drives you?" he was relaxing just a little as the conversation continued. Even long after he had finished eating what he was going to of the hot pot he seemed in no rush to leave.
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Date: 2023-11-09 04:43 pm (UTC)It was a nice conversation, and no, he seldom ever just had a regular old run of the mill conversation. It was always work or family business. He lofted a brow and looked to her. " Just because I am Asian doesn't mean I am a walking calculator you know." he said teasing her a little " Yes. I was really good at math, I didn't have much trouble with any of my subjects."
He thought about her question about what drew him to music, it was hard to place it into words. Words that made sense at least.
" When I am writing a song, and when I am singing and playing whatever instrument is in my hands... that is really the only time that I feel like I am who I am supposed to be." and that was actually the first time he said that to anyone, but it was honest.
" What about you? What drives you?" he was relaxing just a little as the conversation continued. Even long after he had finished eating what he was going to of the hot pot he seemed in no rush to leave.