In Eight Days
a shipment of 1,000 copies of Constellations will be on my door. I keep listening to the album on my computer and I go back and forth about whether the songs sound good or not. Sometimes I feel proud and excited about how they’re sounding and I get up and pace around the living room. Other times, I doubt them and feel that they’re flawed and incohesive and I get up and pace around the living room.
On my daily walk, I think about what new songs might sound like and I sing little parts to myself and try to think of lyrics.
