I’m sitting here trying to figure out how to put my thoughts into words. It’s times like this that I can sit and write and play the piano for hours. Yearning coupled with confusion. It’s an odd mix…one that dances on the edge of reason. Probably the basis of some of the greatest songs produced. I’ll get my piano back next weekend, so maybe I due for some writing time. It’s purely a cathartic experience as I’ve never played most of the songs I’ve written. Maybe once I’m dead someone will come across my stuff and make a million bucks …