My muse is clearly on Tokyo time.

[krustad]

After midnight, a switch flicks and I start writing like a crazy person.

This is rather inconvenient.

I should be sleeping for class tomorrow morning. I didn't sleep much the last few nights, either. But the song! Lyrics flowing like broken beads. Drums, glockenspiel, and a decent bit of the piano chords--already figured out in my head. (That

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[asshat515]

The title of that song should in fact be "A Half a Page of Scribbled Lines"