"What do you do at 2 a.m. anyway?"
"Well, sometimes I sit here alone and get angry about how my brain has retained every single perceived mistake I've ever made, but forgotten every ounce of music theory I ever learned, so when I'm trying to identify something I know I used to understand about musical structure it's like I'm grasping at fireflies I can't catch."
(As he sits here, listening to the saddest songs he's ever heard, missing places he can't go back to and wondering why we never have enough time.)
kinich:
A little sad