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It's funny.
Well... It's not funny.
But I wrote a song on the guitar a while ago with every ounce of my amateur might. I wrote the notation on some sheet in some drawer or in some folder or in some cupboard... I couldnt find it. But I sat down to play it and it was though my fingers had never forgot it... kehe

Sometimes when I write lyrics I make an outline or a rough draft as though I'm preparing to write an admissions essay. I write everything I feel, what I want to say, things I know about the subject etc. It's all real; I just kinda exploit what I'm feeling. I have tons of journals filled with nothing but scribble.

And sometimes it just comes. No miracles or no destiny. Simply: something moved me. Something really hurt me.


Anyway, what I am verbosely trying to say is that I finished the lyrics to a song I wrote a while ago.

When it comes to music I pretty much have an infinite amount of time, or none, but both are kind of the same thing right now.








I've been saying,　”やっぱり” a lot

やっぱり
やっぱり
やっぱり

It's probably not what you think though.


You, who are reading this blog, regardless of how you feel right now, you wanted to be born. At that time you swam for your life and out of millions it was you who won the race, and you were born. Only you.

I love it.






ガンバロウ！