May 29
every night I go to bed and wish I wrote some music. every evening I lose track of time. before I know it, it's 10pm and I need to get to bed so I maybe won't feel so sleepy for work the next day. every day flies by, and I almost forget to eat lunch until 2pm. by the time I'm done with work I have chores to do, or the guilt driven decision to go to the gym, or the weight of imminent burnout to keep me sedentary for the evening, even though I feel like I'm missing something or doing something wrong if I don't go outside or be productive. in any case, 4 hours after work feels like 1, and I lose track of time. time for bed wishing I wrote some music. why's it so hard to write music?
