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My best friend’s experience at the age of 10 ______________________.
10.12.2020
Today’s selfy:
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Today’s text:
Today’s sound: Firewood (acoustic)
An acoustic version of the song later developed into a demo (but posted earlier in a̶u̶t̶o̶b̶i̶o̶g̶r̶a̶p̶h̶y̶. I’m going through my repertoire of unruly sketches at a pace. What’s going to happen when I run out…
The lyrics were initially addressed to the person this post may one day provide a nuanced explanation to, that hasn’t been permitted thus far in person. The song was written before but not long before, the thing the explanation is needed for.
When finishing the song 10 years later, the song shifted to be more about the protagonist in this post. A strange loop in micro of that which happened, frayed, in macro. Less poetically but more accurately, the result is about both of these people and my relationship with them. Later version, posted previously: 5–6.12.2020.
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Notes to self
