throughout the day. idea's come to my head to right about. brillant ideas. ideas that could render people's perspective on things. but when i get home and set to begin to write
these untouchable ideas fade.
im unsure.
but accepting of it.
it does irritate me though.
i got a job today, took forty five minutes to take a five minute pee test.
while my son ransacked the entire waiting room with questions, and giggles and touches and anti bacterial soap.
ive been writing a lot of music lately
without instrumentals
finished one last night, the kiss and one today. im not surprised:
i am fustrated with myself right now, i have so much to take care of and yet i can't find anything to write about when this is the one outlet that relieves my stress from the procrastinating mind. so i bid you ad...good bye because i suck.
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