The last push before finals, everything coming together at once, preparing a childhood story for ASL which I recount here, my mother thinking she had lost my bother and I at the mall when we were children, not thinking in terms of music anymore, experiencing life through the lens of songwriting at one time, the looming creative project that I have organized my thoughts around for the last six years, the creative conversation happening through time, the way that meaningful messages are communicated through allegory and imagery, the social martyrdom of people who pursue certain ways of living, living in dereliction of that duty myself, equating a mountaineering accident to the drama of living with courage, wanting to save others from our own formative experiences, Shakespeare's "Coriolanus" and the fickleness of popular opinion, giving yourself permission to do The Thing, and the one about the boy who got everything he ever wanted.
Music by Disasterpeace.