Music was once a big part of my life. But, lately, it's been drowned out by all that grown-up stuff. It's been difficult to let go of. Whenever I see certain faces, experience personal tragedies, or find myself lost in another world, it all comes rushing back and I have to wrestle it back into submission.
I'm an artist at heart. I just don't have the tools, resources, and time to record all the music going round in my head while I juggle all these pesky societal norms. Ideally, I'd like to live in a hole in the ground, away from all the noise and expectations, where I could create without interruption. But, I'm told that's pretty odd. Well, it is odd. And I guess that wouldn't be very nice for friends and family. So, onward I march into the abyss of society.
At any rate, this is the best part of a song I'm not sure I'll ever get around to finishing. It comes from a very emotional time in my life when, perhaps out of immaturity, I wasn't sure I wanted to continue. I was looking for a hole in the ground to take up residence.
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