"Please stop this madness?", I begged silently to myself.
I want to listen to my Greenday and Something For Kate.
Many say that the source of inspiration is scarce. No Sir, not for me at the moment. But no thanks to this madness, all the new ideas and inspiration are bottled up in little jars in my head, waiting to be opened and to take form as bursts of verses and choruses.
Let the madness begin...
I want to listen to my Greenday and Something For Kate.
Many say that the source of inspiration is scarce. No Sir, not for me at the moment. But no thanks to this madness, all the new ideas and inspiration are bottled up in little jars in my head, waiting to be opened and to take form as bursts of verses and choruses.
Let the madness begin...
It's always when you can't do anything that you have a million ideas for everything else to do. Which is not a bad thing unless like me, once you do get all the time in the world, all you want to do is nothing :)