I might explode... someday soon.

I hope to record some acoustic stuff this weekend. Soooo stoked.

Also, I have a date tomorrow (slash tonight). Soooo freaking stoked.

It's so strange and new to even think about dating again. To be excited about seeing someone. Butterflies and all that.

There's that fear of being hurt, but honestly, I've been relying on God a lot to let me give a big middle finger to doubts and fears. To be alive is to feel earnestly and honestly and not to put up walls.


It's really mysterious what you write a song about. It's something that you need to internalize. It's the stuff that you mull over for a few weeks. At least it is for me. I think about an Idea or a feeling or a few lines that seem to fit and keep playing the same riffs and chords over and over again until something happens. Like "Under a tree, Wrapped in blankets" for example. I played those same two chords of the verse over and over again for a few weeks singing some mumbles about eyes being closed. And then I went home one night and said, I'd like to picture my perfect day, and I saw it, and wrote it.

Some songs are after internalizing scripture, or some big truth. Some are just scared feelings.

Anyways. Work in the morning. I'm going to quit my job at Liberty either in December or January. I get so anxious when thinking about if I'm committing fiscal suicide, but I have to find somewhere that doesn't kill me slowly everyday. Also, I think it's gonna be good. To not have to work till 9pm every night.

Thanksgiving is coming up. I'm going to go up to PA to see Dad and Kathy and Nick.

I'm just so tired but so worked up. It's like the night before a road trip or final exams.

Jeremiah 17:14
Heal me, O LORD, and I will be healed; save me and I will be saved, for you are the one I praise.