understanding without reason

Personal statement. Even the word fills me with dread.
     So I stare at the screen and honestly I can't think of a single phrase to start with.
     I could quote Shakespeare 'If music be the food of love play on', except very few people realise how little that quote has to do with actual music (and more to do with the character being bored of his harpsichordist and the endless Baroque he kept banging out). Well I say very few people...all the music scholars who have the misfortune of recieving my personal statement will.  That and Shakespeare. Maybe if I made it all into a short sonnet?!
     The thing is, I don't think about music. Since the age of six, music has been as normal as eating or breathing or watching TV or arguing with my excessive number of siblings over the washing up. I can't explain why or how they came to be apart of my life. I do music because there would be a Mozart shaped hole in my life if I didn't.
     I guess while I'm here, not being productive, I may as well clear some things up. I am not talented. No one is talented. Talent is a myth made up by two types of people; the people who are successful at what they do and have ever swelling egos, and the people who are bitter about the fact that they are rubbish at what they do, and unintelligent enough to believe those with the inflamed egos. No begrugding those ego-rubbing maniacs though, they can spew whatever spiel they like if they have managed to become successful enough to have an audience, not least because, ladies and gentlemen, all success is work. That person who is playing Vivaldi beautifully on a violin has sat in a room for hours going over the same four bars until they sound less like a cat being strangled. You see that boy with the gorgeous replica of the Mona Lisa? He has sat in that room with that painting using up a rainforests worth of paper trying to get her bloody nose right. All art is work.
     Unfortunately, I am lazy. And apparently put my time into procrastination. Not practise. Or personal statements. Maybe if I tell them my talent theory...