I'm almost ready to create some music. Any day now. I don't want to leap headfirst into a purpose-driven life of creative happiness: what if I don't like it there?
Ten years of creative writing almost every day and I'm still afraid that the blank page will stay blank, an event that has never occurred.
In other news, I've been loading my audio player with poetry and spending the day listening to poetry instead of music. Poetry's still hard for me to understand, but with the exception of Steve Albini, I think rock's taken my soul about as far as it can go.
Why didn't I think to load poetry on my player before? Again I rebuke myself for discovering a good idea because I didn't discover the good idea earlier. That's how I spot a good idea: the self-abuse that follows.
The joke following the previous sentence is too easy to write and therefore I will not write it.