The cold, empty feeling inside me refused to subside, even as I drank another swig from the Heineken in my hand. I had all but resigned myself to a life of failure and disappointment, the dreams of my youth a distant memory, like a beautiful painting that had been left out in the rain. But as the evening crept on and I continued to drink, something began to stir within me. I remembered hearing about an app called Smule, which had been making waves as a popular karaoke platform. With a catalog of quality instrumentals and the chance to sing my heart out, it seemed like the perfect way to escape from the bleak reality I found myself in. And so, with a spark of newfound determination, I fumbled with my phone and managed to download the app. As I sipped my Heineken, my fingers scrolled through the seemingly endless selection of songs on Smule. I felt a tingle of excitement rush through my veins – it had been far too long since I’d felt passionate about music. The last time I had been on a big stage seemed like a lifetime ago, and I was aching to feel that fire again. Sure, this app wasn’t the same as performing live, but maybe it could serve as a stepping stone back to the life I yearned for. I found myself humming as I created a playlist of songs to cover. Each choice carried with it a memory or emotion that resonated within me, reminding me of the power music held over my heart. With every addition to my list, my excitement grew; I could barely contain the urge to start singing right then and there. As I polished off the last of the six-pack, I decided it was time. I took a deep breath, selected the first song on my list, and felt the familiar nerves and anticipation of a live performance. The room spun slightly from the alcohol, but I was determined to give it my all.

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