WAVES

Well, I thought I was doing alright. After a tough three days in the studio I am feeling pretty down again. I wonder if I am experiencing those Jungian symbolic feelings of predicting my own death. I am 36, but feel much much older. All those dark secrets of human nature roll around in my head and put me in a spin. My detachment of things and inability to enjoy anything isn't making anything easier. My energy level is extremely low. We did get some good stuff tracked - I think.

Perhaps it is just the process of doing work and then having nothing. Maybe it is part of how creativity forms in the psyche.

Whichever it is I am certainly at a loss, not only of identity, but the most frightening of all...my own personal taste; I don't value my own opinion anymore. I have been told so often (by way of constant drilling and sledgehammering) what is quality and what isn't that I can no longer put up the fight. Actually, it isn't even about fighting so much as I must me missing something. I must have some genetic malfunction.

AND NOW FOR THE POSITIVE STEVE!!....oh, wait...nope...nope....nothing.....