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Second Stitch

Is it possible that I started this blog almost 11 months ago? I really just haven't given more than 2 or 3 thoughts, 2 or 3 seconds each to this blog. The thing is I have serious attention issues. I pay attention to everything going on every   ( see right here I should have written minute but I traded thoughts and moved on to the next sentence before finishing the last one... which ended with every and this one starts with every as well..)  piece of sensory input filters through my brain and I have to constantly choose what to listen to and what to taste and what to look at. I know this seems trite to people who do not have attention issues but imagine fireworks going off in all directions at once and you are obligated to pay attention to all these explosions at once. No I can't just shut it out. I manage to shut things out once in a while but it's like this magical moment that slips away once I notice I am doing it; like reading in public. I can't do it unless th...

Stiches 1

 My songwriting lessons started about 4 months ago, just as winter threatened to serve me up on the rocks and swallow me, I decided it was time to really take this music obsession to the next level of addiction. I've played the guitar somewhat poorly for the last 10 years. It became like this terrible football coach, this mocking, little, big bottomed man in my bedroom looking at me and saying... HA you know you can't get any better so just give up. I love my guitar but I was beginning to hate how it made me feel. Thought, am I addicted to failure or music? Are they one in the same at this point. Certainly time to do something about it. Addiction; we all know what it is; maybe we all live in its spare bedroom from time to time, doing it's laundry and washing it's dishes just so we can stand in the foyer as it locks the door in our faces and kisses the window on its way out. Don't get me wrong in the beginning it feels good. For example I would rather be locked in...