When you go to bed you get to wonder where your shit is going tomorrow. What are my characters in my fiction going to do?
Where is this piece of music going?
Everything else takes second place. It’s fucking cool as hell.
I hope you get to experience it. Trust me – you don’t have to be especially gifted to let it happen.
It’s one of the perks of being human. All this other noise is extraneous.
Fuck ‘em. There’s bigger fish to fry.