Suite No. II for solo cello, Prelude, by J.S. Bach

This is my favourite piece of music, out of all the music I have ever heard. It is also one of the saddest pieces I have heard, but when I listen to it or (attempt to) play it, I don't feel sad. Instead, I feel warm. It's not a piece that makes me feel happy, but it's a piece that makes me feel whole. I've noticed that I feel dizzy when I play it, probably because I am putting so much into it, trying to do Bach justice.

Me and my sister used to have guinea pigs. Mine was always more 'chatty' than hers. He often did this thing where he would walk around making little squeaky, chirpy noises; his way of talking. It always sounded like he was telling a story. Sometimes he sounded sad, and it made him seem really vulnerable. The cello suite in D minor sometimes reminds me of him, because it sounds like a story. It's like something beautiful and broken is telling a heartbreaking story. It's so full of emotion but not despair, and maybe this is why I can relate to it so much.