Today I realized I'm too busy to have guilt. Maybe most people don't like having a busy schedule, but I can't imagine myself without it. I think that's why I love New York so much. People are there for a reason. I feel bad for not giving you something to read every day, but it doesn't seem like anyone really reads this. Am I writing for an audience? I discussed this today with one of my favorite teachers, and that talk gave me a really positive outlook on pretty much everything. For that, I'd like to say thanks.
Of course, beyond this bliss is a crammed schedule with various meetings around town, deadlines to make, people to call, submissions to send in. But that's just background noise.
I haven't really had a "reflecting" entry in a long while, but since I didn't have any poems for you, I figured this would suffice.
Fun fact: I listen to 61 days of music a year.
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