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Day Three Hundred Fifty Two (Year Six)

So, there was progress made today, on a couple of different fronts, and both of them were cool.

1.  I got CDs put away through "Z."  That still leaves a few odds and ends to put away, but it's really not much.  The lion's share of the work on that project is done.  Mind you, I still need to sit down and figure out exactly what I want to pull to take down to the studio, but in all honesty, that won't end up being all that much at a time.  So those things ought to be quite simple to knock out tomorrow.

2.  The time that I got to spend in the studio tonight, I mostly spent with an acoustic in my hands, moving a capo around the neck, and playing a cool little melody line and chord progression, just seeing where it sounded the best.  I didn't come to a consensus on that, but I think I may have started writing something.  It's been a really long time since I've had anything resembling a steady stream of time to work on songs.  Maybe, hopefully, this is the start of something.

It feels like I'm about 10 days to two weeks behind the schedule I set for myself.  One of my early goals for the new studio space is to sit down and really take in the songs I'd started writing during our time in Dubuque, with an eye on seeing what will work for any number of projects that have been bouncing around my head.  Was tonight's idea a precursor to that?  Who knows, but I really feel like things are going to start rolling here this week.

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