Tonight I'm having another bout of: something needs to emerge out of this very heavy emotional state, but I have no idea what. My breath heaves at times, as if trying to help it along. My brain is of no help. My heart feels its contours but it remains beyond my ability to express.
Singing helps.
Singing helps.
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I've been perculating an idea for the 40th anniversary of my first record coming in 2029. Today I had a conceptual breakthrough of an idea for the compositions. Hurrah for unnameable impulses!