Monday Day 1

"Theres bloooood eeeiiinnnn daaa wwaahhttuuurrrr" *breakdown* the sound of a breakdown wakes me up. Small blue light on my phone indicating that one of my friends awaits for my reply to their message. Walking downstairs and staring into the fridge to decide what i want to eat.....cereal....breakfast of champions. Cleaning up from my 8 hour hibernation I head for my metal specimen of transport to speed over the lands to eli's house. Artificial men charging the fields of battle controlled by xbox controllers. For hours thats what we do, until i am called upon to return home. Now onto virtual socializing of the endless realms of facebook. Afterwards I communicate with my girlfriend over the phone for the next few hours until i sleep. One step farther is analyzation of something that happened today. To wake up in the morning to the sound of music would be something unheard of a long time ago. Before it was on my computer it was a file on a cd. Before that, just an idea in band practice, before that, just notes on a piece of paper. Even moreso before that, the song itself was just an idea. While it was still an idea, the paper that it was going to be written on was still in the factory being processed. Before that, it was part of a tree in one of the great forests of the world. even still before that, it was a seed in the ground. so in a sense, my music came from a seed in the middle of a forest. It goes back even farther for the computer and instruments used to play the song or record it. but im not going back that far.