So here it comes again.
Writing about the blues.
The impostor syndrome of being a songwriter.
The feeling of losing a family.
The feeling of failing as a father.
I should be thankful.
I am now part of the music industry, but in a different level or position.
Dylan is here so I am given a chance to be the fun parent.
Lord, help me see the light.
Help me find purpose.
Help me find someone to convince me I deserve to be loved.
