Music was difficult to create when all I could think about was the insanely passionate man across the hall. Thank goodness I wasn’t actually composing these songs, just remixing and polishing them up. I also got an email from my agent which I left unopened. My head wasn’t in the right space for the music business today. Especially when she might have an offer to go back on tour with some other band. Now that I’d had a taste of a semi-normal kind of life, I wasn’t sure I wanted to give that up, no matter how much it paid.
The afternoon stretched on for what seemed like forever. After struggling over the same beats for hours, I was relieved to see that it was time for me to head downstairs to the ballet studio and play for my pink-clad angels. Though the gig with my aunt wasn’t something I’
