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S O N G B Y S O N G W I T H S L A U
| Track 1 | Cold One
A successful song writer once asked me if I wrote this song with the intention of landing a record deal or shopping it to a publisher. I said, "Neither, I wrote it purely for therapeutic reasons." This ominous anticipation of a disastrous end of a relationship came to me as I prepared myself for the same. The sense of impending doom is sometimes worse than the actual storm. While in the midst of turmoil, one might find that the worst is over and indeed, may have been over long before any warning signs appeared.
Ironically, we are often forced to face what we try most to avoid-ourdeepest fears. For me, it was abandonment and I was confronting it face to face. I felt that I had as little control over the unfolding events as I had over the clouds. But I soon realized that I could choose to survive the storm, a decision that made all the difference in the end. A change in direction of one degree at the start of ajourney amounts to an ever-increasing difference in destination overtime. That slight adjustment in my path was the belief that I was going to come through it all a stronger and wiser person.
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