crazy shit comes out of my mouth when listening to elgars enigma variations. but this time was the first time i meant it.

i didn't go to sleep tonight. i went for a run at 5am and now i'm doing laundry. i might even go to downer for breakfast. or maybe i'll go pick up my car that's been at tow star since tuesday. what will i think of this stage of my life when i look back in 30 years?

now it's light outside. i have on 2 pair of sweatpants. i'm not even sure what day it is.. friday? yes friday. yes.

i miss making music.