this feels familiar

i've been quiet for many months
to call it a rollercoaster would undermine everything

going mad in europe. sobering bittersweet return. new year. new mantra. new pain.
and then there's poptart

i've been feeling uninspired and dull of late
but i think this odd spell has ended

notes from the space sessions :
adik's sonic glare
my goa head bopping to sparkle's bittersweet
death of cinema's smiles at drum glitch

the future sure looks yummy
but i feel like i'm walking on eggshells