Day 2 of my pity party was in full swing, and the lingering taste of Coors Banquets was still heavy on my breath. My cover of Marc Anthony’s “Hasta Ayer” had been cathartic, but it wasn’t enough. The emptiness inside me demanded more, and the booze-soaked haze of my mind clung to the only thing that seemed to make sense at the time – another song. With a false sense of bravado, I stumbled out of my apartment and made my way next door to the vacant space that would soon become my makeshift recording studio. The sound of my footsteps echoed through the empty room, blending with the melancholy melody that swirled in my head. I turn on the Smule app once more, this time, recording a cover of “Todo Tiene Su Final” (Everything Has An End) by Hector Lavoe. It was dramatic, but so was I. As the opening notes of the song began to play, my thoughts turned back to the last few months of my life. The strained relationship with my wife, and the sinking feeling that I was drowning in a sea of failures – all these weighed heavily on my heart. I clung to the idea that if I could just express my pain through music, maybe, just maybe, I could find a way to heal. I took a deep breath and started to sing, my voice raw and unfiltered. The poignant lyrics resonated with me, and I found myself pouring every bit of my heartache and regret into the song. The room seemed to absorb the emotion, each note echoing off the bare walls and amplifying the pain in my soul.
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