There are times you don;t go looking for words because you know that in your own language or perhaps any language, there are none to express how you feel, and if you cannot even express it to yourself you cannot fully know how you feel.
But there is music. And there is Samuel Barber's Addigio for Strings. Barber died on this day in 1981, and this piece sums up how I feel, hollow and haunted and peaceful, even hopeful.
But sad. Very sad.
[youtube=425,350]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2NYHD-XD44s[/youtube]