Since you landed on our shores, life has been different. I haven’t been able to explore the outside world, meet new people or experience as many adventures as I’d hoped, post-graduation. I believe these experiences would have inspired new material for my musical expression. Instead, I am stuck at home. Stuck within the confines of my own home. I feel restricted, devoid of creativity.
However, as the weeks passed, I grew to realise that I could seek inspiration internally. Understanding my thoughts and emotions through these trying times has given me a burst of inspiration and a new outlook on self-reflection. The process, although difficult at times, has provided a form of meditation that I never expected.
For as much pseudo-self-therapy as you’ve provided me, I still very much hate you. The suffering and instability you brought upon your arrival have caused millions of people worldwide unhappiness and anguish. Let alone artists like me.
Thank you, next.