There are days when I need silence to do my thing, even as a music artist. Days had past since I listened to my new album, Plhis Suab.
Just recently, I played it again.
I couldn't believe how much I had missed it. Or how refreshing it was to have a "first listen" again. (Oh, how us music artists wish we could have "first listens" while making a record.)
There were even moments I couldn't get through some of the songs without getting emotional.
I'm not writing this to toot my own horn.
I'm writing this because how is it that something you create out of chaos can bring you joy?