Uploaded August 2025 | Updated September 2026, 1 hour ago
Theme : Whimsical, kinda like a shop theme, mostly chill
Motifs : Wind
Made by Catzen
saying you wanna make music for someone is complicated
well, saying you wanna do something for someone is complicated
in my case, i say something like i see your project, here's how my specific skills could help
but it's fun, of course, and it is especially fun to be told yeah, we could use your help
and i dont do it for money or anything, at least not yet.
right now, i do it to practice, and to add things of more substance to what i can say i helped out with.
i want to contribute to projects because i think theyre cool, and of course, i still do.
i need to get to a less vague point to all this,
alright, so i found a project i thought was cool, and said here's what i've done, here's why i think i can help.
i didn't get in, but that's good! had i gotten in, i don't think things would have gone exactly as i wanted.
no, i don't mean to turn this into a "the grapes were probably sour anyways" situation, i mean i don't think i would have seen or considered that i would have time for something else that caught my eye.
see, someone else appeared in a different, completely unrelated community, and i saw the same thing, a project i thought was cool and i could contribute to.
it doesn't matter that it was a smaller project, the size of the project wasn't what attracted me at all.
so i offered my help, and it seemed to go perfectly.
things are still developing now, but reasonably, i shouldn't expect anything to go wrong here, which i know is a horrible thing to say, but the end of this story isn't the point.
there was a point in time where i was upset. not nearly upset enough to hold any grudge, it was still a really cool project after all, i still intend on following its development and i truly do wish them luck.
but that was the time where i made this song.
something about the wind blowing through my window hard at that moment felt extremely vivid.
though i already had a relationship to the wind prior to this, this specifically was a good luck charm that i didn't see coming.
the song itself was at first me trying to prove to myself for certain that it was not a skill based rejection, they specifically stated that themself.
but the song quickly grew into something that made me forget everything that was happening around me and for a long time it was all that existed.
just me, the stars, and the clouds.
what i found was that i was going too fast, or trying to step too high to go forward
and the wind showed me that instead, i needed to find a smaller step to take, still forward
had i been anyone but myself, i'd have been dejected at such an insignificant loss, but all it truly made me feel in the end was love for the others who are going through their impossible processes of making their own projects, and enough lucidity to realize i was trying to climb a significantly steeper hill than necessary.
if you somehow recognize yourself in this story, (which i only expect one person to have the small chance of doing) listen carefully to these words
you are perfect, your project is perfect, and i wouldn't have written 3200 characters of this just for it to not genuinely mean this.
let's go explore the icy wastes together. come with me.
i know this whole thing probably sounds stupid, but that's what everything is. nothing needs to be written to avoid being embarrassing or cringe or however you want to describe it. you read this far yourself, clearly despite the face you were making, you were connected to my story in some emotional way. i know i was.
now i'm gonna go listen to this song on loop while falling asleep. remember that there is nothing to be afraid of.
Theme : Whimsical, kinda like a shop theme, mostly chill
Motifs : Wind
Made by Catzen
saying you wanna make music for someone is complicated
well, saying you wanna do something for someone is complicated
in my case, i say something like i see your project, here's how my specific skills could help
but it's fun, of course, and it is especially fun to be told yeah, we could use your help
and i dont do it for money or anything, at least not yet.
right now, i do it to practice, and to add things of more substance to what i can say i helped out with.
i want to contribute to projects because i think theyre cool, and of course, i still do.
i need to get to a less vague point to all this,
alright, so i found a project i thought was cool, and said here's what i've done, here's why i think i can help.
i didn't get in, but that's good! had i gotten in, i don't think things would have gone exactly as i wanted.
no, i don't mean to turn this into a "the grapes were probably sour anyways" situation, i mean i don't think i would have seen or considered that i would have time for something else that caught my eye.
see, someone else appeared in a different, completely unrelated community, and i saw the same thing, a project i thought was cool and i could contribute to.
it doesn't matter that it was a smaller project, the size of the project wasn't what attracted me at all.
so i offered my help, and it seemed to go perfectly.
things are still developing now, but reasonably, i shouldn't expect anything to go wrong here, which i know is a horrible thing to say, but the end of this story isn't the point.
there was a point in time where i was upset. not nearly upset enough to hold any grudge, it was still a really cool project after all, i still intend on following its development and i truly do wish them luck.
but that was the time where i made this song.
something about the wind blowing through my window hard at that moment felt extremely vivid.
though i already had a relationship to the wind prior to this, this specifically was a good luck charm that i didn't see coming.
the song itself was at first me trying to prove to myself for certain that it was not a skill based rejection, they specifically stated that themself.
but the song quickly grew into something that made me forget everything that was happening around me and for a long time it was all that existed.
just me, the stars, and the clouds.
what i found was that i was going too fast, or trying to step too high to go forward
and the wind showed me that instead, i needed to find a smaller step to take, still forward
had i been anyone but myself, i'd have been dejected at such an insignificant loss, but all it truly made me feel in the end was love for the others who are going through their impossible processes of making their own projects, and enough lucidity to realize i was trying to climb a significantly steeper hill than necessary.
if you somehow recognize yourself in this story, (which i only expect one person to have the small chance of doing) listen carefully to these words
you are perfect, your project is perfect, and i wouldn't have written 3200 characters of this just for it to not genuinely mean this.
let's go explore the icy wastes together. come with me.
i know this whole thing probably sounds stupid, but that's what everything is. nothing needs to be written to avoid being embarrassing or cringe or however you want to describe it. you read this far yourself, clearly despite the face you were making, you were connected to my story in some emotional way. i know i was.
now i'm gonna go listen to this song on loop while falling asleep. remember that there is nothing to be afraid of.
