write more songs, and better ones

wrote my first real punk rock song a few days ago. It’s kind of sad. But I like it. And it isn’t finished, but I got down on paper what I needed to get out of my system. I feel a bit better now.

I really love writing songs. I think I have about 10 that are finished and countless ones that aren’t. I just wrote part of one this morning that was about something nice about a game of star struck (this also could go under “keep a healthy level of insanity”), where you go outside at night with some friends, find a bright star (or just look up) and spin around twenty times, counting out loud (or having someone count for you) at twenty, they shine a very bright light in your eyes, and you try to stay standing (or crumple to the ground in fit of laughter) but anyway, this song is happy, and very few of mine are. It’s called “Beautiful Vertigo” and it’s a happy one! Yay!