Last night before sleep I tried to meditate. Tried to let go of thoughts and ideas, peel away the conscious Self. My body relaxed. My breathing relaxed. But my mind?
I tried to let go, to let such ideas simply flow past as I searched for the calm beyond.
The music wouldn’t stop.
Creation would not stop.
Eventually I laid down, with a deep breath accepting what was.
I want to make music.
I need to make music.