the lack of creating music eats me every moment it can..i sit at work with creative thoughts..get home, and still have the juices flowing, and then stop..ugh

tonight has been interesting on the .com world..i talked to someone who was trying to tell me all these things, i just wanted to scream at him..while another is talking to me, explaining his sucess

i'm told that my 'passion' will come back to me..my 'happiness' but i see failure

i smell staleness around my place...and my cat has been snorting occasionally..silly kitty