My mind is racing just before I go to bed. All these thoughts of how my day went and what I will do the next day runs through my head, and I can’t stop them. Worst yet, freaking killer melodies are thought up right there, and I’m forced to get out of bed and record it or write it down before I forget. And I HATE having to get out of bed.
Inspiration strikes me at the worst times…
But it’s all good when I take a look again at these melodies and think of how freaking awesome they are.
Back to bed…
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