The Floor is Lava

I shouldn’t be allowed to spend time on my own.

I’d pretty much given up on the idea of writing any more music as a serious pursuit. I just don’t seem to have the time any more. A stupid job in a faraway place and living miles away from anyone I know with similar interests does not make for collaborative creativity.

But sat here on my own, my intention was to be editing my novel. However, like a kitten with a piece of string, everything is a distraction. I just want to bust out my guitar in honesty…

My brain is a wanker.

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