TMNT Power?

I wish I could regulate the creative bug - seems that after two years of writer’s block, it’s like Pringles. I’m lying awake each night, my head swimming with melodies. But lacking the discipline to capture them then/there, I keep returning to the lyric notes I keep in Evernote like cocktail napkins.

Thinking it was a good idea to clear my head, I strolled by the park near my office. And was greeted by these lil guys:

They were there sunning. Seeing them in their natural environment doing what they do reminded me to just slow down. The songs will be written. The album will be made. And barring another earthquake or crazy natural disaster, I ain’t going anywhere anytime soon.

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