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Day Three Hundred Twelve (Year Four)

Today was a strange day.  I had lots of motivation to go into the studio very early in the day, but had other obligations that pulled me away.

By the time I got back to things tonight, my energy had waned considerably, and so when I did get into the studio, it wasn't for the extended period of time that I had hoped today would offer.  Still, it was good to be in there.  Just waling through the door and closing it behind me gives me that respite from everything that takes up most of my energy elsewhere.

Being in there tonight helped me focus in on at least a few things that are either:

1) working now

or

2) had worked previously that I need to re-incorporate into my process when it comes to music.

I've been keenly aware the last week or so that I'm coming up on the end of the 4th year of the blog, which means I've been back at this on a decidedly part time basis for a good long while now.  I feel like I've made progress this year, more-so than in years past, but I know I need to dig deeper and push harder in the next 50ish days in order to finish the year as close as I can to where I'd like to be, and where I know I'm capable of being.  If that time is spent getting things in order and establishing better routines, so that next year and the years that follow are the best ever, then so be it, but that doesn't mean that I can't accomplish a TON before the start of year five.

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