The main theme of the film One Day arranged for solo piano by me.

An impromptu Adele mashup I just threw together to absterge me of my boredom. 

“Someday I’ll learn the violin.”

‘Sup, someday. 

My heart, mind and body never fail to be utterly, laughably, perfectly out of sync at this time of year. I don’t know what it is. Perhaps the rain. The mixing of seasons. The realization that coming this far is entirely negligible in the grand scheme of things. I was serious when I said I didn’t know. 

But I do know it’s awful. And it stirs and brews and melanges within…until you simply can’t handle it anymore. And for a moment’s time, you almost despise humanity. Humanness. The vast, manic-depressive spectrum of human emotion.

But instead of imploding, you might find it humbling. Come to realize that you can’t have highs without lows, you can’t appreciate the amazing without the appalling, you can’t truly know pleasure, without pain.

At least that’s what happened to me. For those of you who know me well, you’re more than aware that I’m never this…sullen. Maybe mushy’s a better adjective. And for those of you who don’t, you might know me as a pseudo-douchebag with a blog and the fingers of King Midas. See? It’s back again.

But I’m being completely serious here. 

If you made it this far, all I want to leave you with is this: don’t take anything, anyone, any privilege, any godforsaken unalienable right in your life for granted. And if you care about someone, let them know. Because there’s nothing worse than too late.

Hush little baby, don’t say a word,
Daddy’s gonna buy you a mockingbird,
And if that mockingbird don’t sing,
Daddy’s gonna buy you a diamond ring.

I’m definitely going to regret this in the morning but enjoy while my judgment is impaired. 

An instrumental cover of Take Care by Drake and Rihanna. 

A rough cover of Hans Zimmer’s Time, from Inception. Listen with headphones.

A piano ballad version of Bad Romance.