I HOPE YOU ARE WRONG.

I get really really REALLY frustrated and pissed off and angered and lost when I try to write songs. I feel years separated from my “golden days” when it seemed like I sat down in front of my MySpace blog section and could just type type away and create something that would garner a satisfying comment or two from friends and family. But now I lay down and actually try to write (see: pen and paper) and I find myself writing down something along the following lines:

I’m thinking this
Here’s why I’m thinking this
Here’s what I’d rather think about
Here’s why I’m writing this
Here’s what I-

And then I stop, slam the book shut, throw the pen at the concrete floor of my bedroom and put on some Brand New and wish I was Jesse Lacey.