it don't beat the way it used to.

I've come to realise that I am uncannily bad at keeping my attention on multiple things at once. If I'm really preoccupied with something, the rest of my world could be sinking around me and I wouldn't know, which is why I've been occupying myself with my new band recently, kind of like putting a natural setback to good use. Not only that, penning down new ideas and thoughts for those elusive tunes in my head takes up quite a bit of time as well. As much as I tell myself to move though, I can't help but make that little detour when heading to the office, with the tiny little hope that maybe some day, something might happen. I find myself holding my breath as I come round the corner, but it's just a strange feeling, kind of like yearning for something, but at the same time just dreading it all.

Well at least I can more or less say that I came out of this slightly changed. Culled a number of bad habits, took on a few new but harmless ones, but all in all, I think I came out better, just missing something.

I guess it's time to forget.