But maybe ironically, I’m rarely in the mood for my “favorite” albums: fixtures of music I champion as satisfying or well-crafted artistic achievements, blah blah blah. Beauty like that can sap a lot of energy.
Our lives simply don’t work as a checklist.
I forgot that you can sometimes not try very hard and still fail.
If I could write a letter to a younger me, I’d tell her to hurry up.
The airport is where you can take a breath between destinations and deadlines as well as responsibilities and people that you don’t want to face yet.
I have gagged on the suffocating stench emanating from chicken farms down the road from one of my client’s schools. Each day is truly a new and unique day.
Sometimes it feels like that’s all you’ve written about, only variations on a theme, the same thing spun a thousand different ways. Let the mystery…
Music changes, and change is good.
Perhaps my first mistake was expecting that I would ever entirely grow out of it.
This year, and any time you play Dark Souls, you will rush into something, and you will fail. You will take your time at something, and you will fail—even at something you’ve done easily a hundred times before.
