Happy Holiday, Zonk.

I’ve done absolutely nothing all day and I’ve also been thinking about how doing nothing feels so absolutely awesome sometimes. On some days, not all. When the stars align themselves just right and the weather feels alright and the week has been long and enough has been accomplished for you to allow yourself to kick back and lay down and zone out and just be generally, irreparably lazy. And I just made two whole half-riffs that seem different, for once, from the music that I generally tend to make; and I’m happy.



Author: Kirtana K

I paint and make music and blog like a maniac. These days I try to run. But I have chicken legs and lungs the size of two-rupee balloons. I fail. I like pajamas and striped socks and books that read like song and songs that sound like poetry and strangers who read this page. And Maggi when I'm sick or cold or sad or celebrating. They'll find noodles in my veins if ever they cut me open. And potatoes. And maybe a tiny bit of whiskey. I'll be an Unidentified Living Object and they'll put my insides on display. It will be crazy. It will be awesome. It will.

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