Fuzzy Blue Lights

I feel like I've hit a solid brick wall in every single creative endeavor I've ever started. There's no music inside of me right now, and the words that usually flow into a story have all but dried up. In the past two weeks, I've been able to play only covers and have written three sentences in my book. I'm so incredibly frustrated.

I've taken to having random adventures, hoping that they'll spur me into writing something, anything, that could be remotely useful.

Two nights ago, my friends C, J, J, and I played putt-putt. On a whim, we decided that we would go ahead and spend the extra $3 to play on the bumper boats. It was WORTH IT. I don't think I've ever had so much fun in my life. We all got soaked and proceeded to buy a deck of cards and play B/S at a local coffee shop. I adore B/S.

I'm getting super-psyched for the my Ultimate Adventure, going to Warped Tour. There are going to be so many incredible bands performing. I was surprised that I actually knew most of them, haha. It's going to be an incredible day.

Only a few more weeks until E, M, and I move into our new apartment. I can't wait to get back to writing music with E. Maybe it'll go better than it has with me on my own.

Fuzzy Blue Lights by Owl City