Bass solo…
I went to the gym in the morning, and then off to a concert in Germany. Everybody in the band was really low because of the bad news regarding Peter. But nevertheless the concert was good and a big success, we sold many CD’s.
After the show we went to a Greek restaurant and the Serafine venom kicked in again, I could feel it go directly into my bloodstream. It’s the “I missed my chance venom” and it feels horrible. Gotta get rid of these thoughts.
I went to bed at 4AM but couldn’t sleep until 5:30AM, which is kind of late.
These days I don’t feel very creative with my photography. I am kind of taking my daily shot, but not more. Not interested. I guess it shows. But since this is a part of my life too, I’ll just keep going even if the photos suck.
I’ve been asked about the serial killer story, the story from JJ. I’ll tell it in one of the next posts. Today I don’t feel like it.
