ain’t it funny, that just when i feel as though, those black and white keys, are revealing themselves to me, as though through some kind of magical veil, that i discover a method of oscillating that is both a step back to comfort, yet a mystery through it’s lavk of convention.
discovering a new path.
a word or two on creativity.
sometimes you don’t know what is going to happen.
sometimes nothing does.
sometimes something does.
there is a magic that happens when this element meets that element.
when you can let go and be thrown as though you were lost in the surf.
it’s as though you could drown in this ocean.
but that would be okay.