Today was a much better day.
I wrote a song, which helped my mood. I will record it probably tomorrow morning, if I can finish it in time before my mom comes home and we have to go to the market.
A line:
"I try to blow my troubles away, away, away
as my good friend said
But my troubles are in my head
And I am just left with shortness of breath"
My grandfather once asked me, "Do you ever write songs about rainbows and butterflies, you know, happy shit like that?"
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