Against Whom, Rose?

@unalienablerights​ said:                                                                           maybe the real beefoven250 celebration was everyone becoming grumpier, having worse hygiene, and yearning to go outside on solitary walks in nature to escape other people

my dad: why is your apartment a mess, why are your dishes all unwashed and why are your clothes on the floor

It’s said that the composer Gustav Mahler was sitting in his studio completing a new piano piece. As he was playing, one of his students came into the room and listened quietly. At the end of the piece the student said, “Maestro, that was wonderful. What is it about?” Mahler turned to him and said, “It’s about this,” and he played it again.

callout post for myself