I wake up and read or make art or write or make songs or meet friends for lunch, or shop. I have to be “doing” something. I like things so much. Really. I do. It is kind of heartbreaking for me to know that about myself. I just love music, people, art. It all terrifies me too.I hear music in my sleep.I am writing a song about the dream I had last night. Song dream-chasing is what it is.
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I choose myself as a willing candidate for my artistic endeavors as I know myself rather well. I don't mind sharing.
You never know how much you know, until you give it away.
-B
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