Taking some old songs and putting them up on the lift. Bass lines are starting to appear, but I need to bother Austin for some drumming. Nothing kicks up a song like the right beat. I think I got up too early this morning. My eyes keep falling over.
I tried a Paleo diet some time back, but have decided to start again. In the last few days I’ve realized that sugar is a clock for me. And that I use it to punctuate my day. It is my reward for getting up in the morning, and going to bed at night. The empty gets so big, but a quick yum down on a slab of steak seems to lessen my hollowness. If you would please excuse me.