Just Taking A Break...

When is it time to just finally take a break? You work and work all day long feeling as if time has just stopped moving, and with every glance at your watch only a minute has gone by. You keep thinking to yourself when is this day finally going to end because everywhere you go all you can do is drag the rest of your body along. For some odd reason just having the capacity to sit down, is of a foreign origin. Work, work, work, work, work is all the day is full of, and finally when you have just stop to think that all of your objectives have been completed for the day, you can finally take a deep breath and your lay your head down to sleep... but all of a sudden the morning is back again. As you get up and mossy around barely opening your eyes, all you can continue to think of is when am I finally going to get a break?

Why should I write....

Honestly I've never liked writing, but it's what gets the grades unfortunately. It's always been so bothersome to me, and I guess that's because my outlet of creativity is a completely different source of activity. If I could write a paper while playing music, life would be great... Well let me rephrase that, if I could write paper by playing music life would be fantastic, like the ideas would just flow out of my head onto a piece of paper. Having an outlet such as music doesn't require any words, just emotion. All those times when your extremely angry and you just don't feel like talking to anyone, music lets you express your anger, sadness, or happiness through a feeling that just dissolves away without any question or explanation. Philosophers such as Aristotle and Plato called this the doctrine of ethos, which basically explains the power of music and how certain scales have the ability to trigger different emotions. For me personally drumming is a gift that has helped throughout my whole life, my own world. Anytime I pick up a pair of sticks and step into that world, nothing else is existent. I forget about time, hunger, people, emotions, even life itself.

You Work So Hard...Why?

Why is it that when you actually practice for something it doesn’t turn out the way you’ve continually practiced it or something just has to go wrong? It becomes such an easy trigger to mess up your whole week that continues to be a snowball effect. Can it ever be possible that just once you may be able to do something perfect. But of course no one’s that sufficient, right! It just bothers me so much that when someone is so dedicated into putting all of these hard working practice hours, reworking, and defining even the smallest details, that some type of glitch in the “matrix” is destined to some rise to the surface.
I’ve come to the realization that I need to find what’s missing. I have had many performance opportunities and naturally but slowly have found something new that needs to work towards perfection, but not at being perfect.