The Music of the Night
Most people did not understand or appreciate how Sherlock's brilliant mind worked. He had a rather uncanny ability to observe and relate the truth in a way that made socializing with him awkward and unnerving. His genius allowed him to make leaps of deduction that left others confused and skeptical. So he was labeled an outsider, someone who was a misfit and a freak.
He learned to ignore insults to avoid the damage that ridicule and derision make to an open heart. He walled himself away, buried his emotions so deeply within himself that he came to believe he did not care. Sherlock's emotional solitude protected him.
He told everyone who asked, that he was all about The Work. Sentiment had no place in his life. Emotional attachments were not his area. He said he had been told he didn't have a heart. He told everyone he was a high functioning sociopath. He lied.
His emotional outlet was his music. His violin was an extension of his soul. The music mirrored the emotions tightly held in rein throughout the day. Anger, frustration, or fear produced staccato, warlike notes of aggression, while happiness usually produced playful music in a fast triple metre. Sadness was reflected by soft, mournfully melancholic notes while sentiment showed up in surprisingly passionate compositions that were truly bellisimo.
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watch?v=FlthGy6BRgk Phantom of the Opera – The Music of the night.