i had a dream about a song i wrote, whose instrumentals lie incomplete at present. for some reason, a cashier in some obscure check-out line had it playing on her mp3 player while she bagged my groceries. it was largely finished, and it sounded perfect. sadly, when i woke up and finally sat down at my computer, i couldn't
figure out for the life of me what it'd sounded like when i was asleep.
later, i revisited another old song project and worked on it for at least a couple hours. it's coming together now, and i'm more than excited. i have to wait until i'm in less close quarters to record the vocals, but what i do have feels beautiful.it feels so good to create.
i could do this all day.
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