Playing two concerts today made me think (as opposed to my normal lack of brain activity), and although I’ve reached a realization, I have not reached a conclusion. Yet. I only wonder if one is possible.
The first concert felt new and fresh, and as a result was exciting as it should be. By the time the second concert came along, it was boring. At least, I was bored. I tried to get into the music, and I did, but it just was a repeat of the first. Imagine if we had to do more of those exact same concerts. Sure, there were minor variances that occurred, but for the most part they were the same. So picture each of those concerts being a day. Each concert gets progressively more boring, the same with days. They drone on like parts on a monotonous assembly line to one day assemble your life.
To be cliche, I want each of my concerts to be new and exciting. But sometimes those are stressful too. They involve a lot more work and practice. Same with days. Maybe I just accept the ‘boring’ days because I’m too lazy to do anything about it. Of course, to someone foreign to my existence, my life might be pretty interesting. Every day IS different, obviously, but they blur together. Maybe it’s just because I’m so exhaustedand it’s been ONE YEAR since all of THIS started… I’m still really digging Patrick Wolf. I’ve been watching some of his interviews and he is quite the cute oddball. 
I mean that in the best way possible.
