11/2/26 - Wild Horses

Its creeping up again.
I made progress on a song today.
I can feel myself becoming less capable. I'm becoming less intelligent. I've forgotten how to articulate these sorts of things.

I hope I can remember myself by the end of the year. They say depression rots the brain.

I've seen it in myself. I'm left with that wistful sort of sadness I used to feel every day. I've achieved so much, but theres still so much to do.

I am choosing to believe in the promise of my dream. The warmth of that meadow is everything I have.

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