Music.

Listening to Bartók`s first piano concerto left me wondering. Do I prefer the fragility and playfulness of a Satie or Debussy, or the sternness and force of a Bartók or Prokofiev?

Each its uses, would be the sensible sentiment to harbor. But i must confess that I`m currently bitter enough to be in the market for sternness and force. That will hopefully change though, I prefer it when I`m mellow. But i can`t maintain a mellow base as long as I`m solitary, unfortunately. I`ve tried, oh I`ve tried.