tryptophan vol. 1

Is this how it works — we wait patiently on the Lord, and in time He connects the dots in our meager brains?

Happy Thanksgiving

contraction

It's just impossible for me to manage everything in my realm at the level that I know is possible. So I want to achieve some level of quality—then, time for contraction.

fingerprints

Then I suppose there's the glass-half-full view, where everything is new in some context. Asia was never new, until I walked into it for the first time in the middle of 2010, when it was new to me. Or maybe at least it's that everything can be new, given some level of... something. Heart? Naivety? I have got to find a week off to sort through my head.

rehash

What exactly is new? I'm having a rough time trying to discern what I could do that would not be a rehash of something that's already been done. There is already too much music to listen to, too many books to read, and it's growing at an exponential rate. Why should I contribute to the noise?

Yet here I am stumbling through album reviews writing down names to explore... when I have the time, which I don't. Maybe it's my escape from a rat race run that I've come to perfect. It's all strange, all cyclical.

It all requires a certain understanding;

What do you really want to do?