Intransitive Introspectre Interrogator

I’m currently intoxicated and trying to edit instrument definition files in Sonar for this music project. Making minor mistakes, and it’s hilarious. Fan is in the screen door blowing in, but the breeze is blowing through in the opposite direction, making things funny. I just don’t care. So far, no neighborsmoke blowing into my house, so that’s good. Eventually, I’ll finish this music project and publish it. Eventually, I’ll move out of this apartment. Eventually, I’ll live in the world again with people I trust. Eventually, life will begin again. Eventually, I will hope.