Been struggling to think of anything remotely interesting to write about in my life. Sometimes it feels like a clot has formed and all my drive and focus is gone. Especially since it's like I'm back at square 1 with my pursuits. No band, no support, no movement and just struggling to stay afloat above tedium. Funny how life sometimes feels so still and stale and yet I know there's a deeper force guiding me along... telling me to slow down and smell the wet dirt that is this moment.