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Tuesday September 11th 2012, 9:04 pm

Rustling faintly through my sound memories is the dreaming of songs blasting off amps to pump our blood with adrenaline. But that is only trickles now, fading into cherished thoughts. The energy was so high last night that it was intoxicating, not being able hit the sheets until 5am. So today, while working on new script material, I’m only ebbing.

A Come Down
September 11th 2012

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