I’m just on my phone tonight. I think there are some things that I want to take the time to catalogue. I’m sleepy. That wasn’t one of the things.
Today, as I was running, I decided to try producing beats. Making arrangements for hip hop or electronic music. I did it mid-stride. I chalk up a lot if it to being hit with that depression-counteracting dopamine hit during exercise.
More importantly, though, I executed on it. I learned a lot tonight as I practiced with FL Studio. I didn’t put it off. I didn’t find some replacement activity or thought. I sat down and worked on random shit. Sure, it isn’t written word, but it felt like creating in a vacuum.
I’ve got to get to sleep.