Today was just... strange.
I had a guitar within arm's reach almost all day long. Had it in my hands on and off for most of the day. I feel like I helped myself in terms of the general desire to finally here that giant clicking sound as everything slots into place.
And yet, at the same time, I just said out loud "today is one of those days I wish I could just start over."
I'm not sure if it was because I did all of my playing today in the middle of the house, where noise in any manner could serve as a distraction, if it was something as simple as missing the genuine calm that stepping into the studio and closing the door brings, or what it was. Somehow at the end of the day, I feel good that I played for a lot of the day, but still feel like there was more that should have gotten accomplished.
Just a weird feeling at the end of a weird day. Hopefully the week ends up feeling more productive.
I had a guitar within arm's reach almost all day long. Had it in my hands on and off for most of the day. I feel like I helped myself in terms of the general desire to finally here that giant clicking sound as everything slots into place.
And yet, at the same time, I just said out loud "today is one of those days I wish I could just start over."
I'm not sure if it was because I did all of my playing today in the middle of the house, where noise in any manner could serve as a distraction, if it was something as simple as missing the genuine calm that stepping into the studio and closing the door brings, or what it was. Somehow at the end of the day, I feel good that I played for a lot of the day, but still feel like there was more that should have gotten accomplished.
Just a weird feeling at the end of a weird day. Hopefully the week ends up feeling more productive.
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