There is not much to tell now.
Inspiration is gone.
Take your flute with you and keep playing.
Some day that sound will be perfect.
I will not let anyone else use it.
I am just down... down down...
Dreaming with baseball is not helping, dreaming with twins is not helping, dreaming never helps...
This year will drive me to new paths, paths that I have to walk alone. My greatest fear is being alone, staying there without anyone... and still I am the one that goes far away each time.
Maybe love is forever, but life isn't.
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