Interrupted songs

I love to sing. I never received or pursued enough training to be really good at it - and I've never been comfortable enough with own physical presence to be a truly good performer of any kind - but I do have enough raw talent to be a very happy amateur. But unless I'm completely alone when I sing, actually finishing a song is a rare treat. It's very common for people to talk in the middle of my singing, and they often say things that I feel deserve some kind of response or acknowledgement.

Maybe I just choose bad times to sing, I thought to myself. So I would look for moments when no one had said anything for minutes at a time, start a song, and sure enough, someone would say something.

For a long time, this felt a little insulting. Are my songs really so inconsequential that people feel they can just burst in on them like that? Is what other people have to say always more important than what I have to sing? But lately I've been wondering if that's not
the way to look at it. Maybe my singing inspires thoughts worth sharing. Maybe my singing makes people feel safe enough to share their thoughts.

Currently making: blanket made of leftover yarn

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