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Waking up at 11 a.m.
Irish Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Chia Seeds, Strawberries, Blueberries, and Almond Milk. Coffee with Cream and Honey.
All day shift at China Wok.
Papaya.
It's a hot one today.
Banana.
Scrambled Eggs. Toast with Non-Dairy Cream Cheese. Sweet Potato Corn Tortilla Chips with Avocado and Tomatoes. Honey Green Tea.
Listening to a podcast about a musician taking apart a particular song he recorded and describing the whole process. It's kind of inspiring for me. I never felt such a strong urge to create. Afterwards, I come to a realization – one that I've had before multiple times but this time it really hits me in the gut – I realize now more than ever how important it is that I create music, but more specifically that I record music because that's where I feel the most alive. That moment of pride after listening to the end product of a complete recorded song – I want it. That feeling of gratefulness for the discovery of the unique melody and progression – I want it. I've got to get back there, back into my own personal music factory. If I don't do this soon I fear I will get too old and days will go by while I continue to distract myself with other projects and endeavors that may be interesting but they don't mean as much to me as composing music does.
"Don't over learn your instrument or it could affect the authenticity." This was said during the podcast as a kind of joke but it got me thinking...
Feeling exhausted and overwhelmed.
Off work and back home.
Fried Shrimp with Carrots, Onions, Broccoli, and Rice in Garlic Sauce.
Ana walks in wearing her usual bathrobe. We vent to each other about the current stresses in our lives. She talks about that annoying part of life when you finish dealing with one problem then there's another problem - one thing right after the other.
Ana: "Life is like playing whack-a-mole."
Me: "Bam! Bam! Bam! So true."
Sleep 3:30 a.m.
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