kloiterra

it says there's no such thing as a problem without a gift in its arms for you.
wasn't much of a problem, but i'll take the gift.
all that's left is just irrational fear.
it's the thought of how inevitable it is that we'll run into each other.
the worst part of breaking up is living in a small town.

in the meantime(and completely unrelated to no more girl),
the free time on my hands have left them sore.
got what i wanted--some days off, no obligations, nothing to do but amuse myself.
after all, the best time to be selfish is when yr alone, right?
been spending lots of time in the studio, actually making progress after months of neglecting the unfinished tracks.
i picture my neighbors with their ears pressed to the wall, making fun of my out-of-context vocals while i attempt the multiple vocal takes, trying to sing it good enough once after take after take of guitar and bass tracks, trying to play it perfectly once after hours of programming. what i have to look forward to is a week's worth of tedious mixing.
this is the 13th time i've gone through this process over the last 15 years or so. invariably, by the time i'm done putting it all together, i'll hate every recorded version on the album--all i'll hear is mistakes and pieces that i've improved since the time i recorded them. it passes in time.
...you know you've found yr art when the biggest pain in the ass is the thing you love to do most,
the thing that makes you want to do it better every time regardless of whether other people like it or even notice it.
things aren't so bad.