28 November 2012
Start composing.
Okay. Have it your way. But what do I say? I've already recorded today. I've put down my feelings. And now my mind is reeling. What can I type? I'm working up a hype. And my minds become a fog. Murky as a bog. Darker than the depths of the sea. More tangled than a forest green. As unreadable as the sky. But ah well. I gave it a try.
Start Composing • Opuss № I