I went back and quantified a feeling...I sense that my creative energies these days are consumed with filling out matrices for curriculum design and inputting data for research and solving cognitive problems to the point I fear my brain is getting rewired in the process. I note as evidence of this that my output of music has dried up to a trickle and I have to ask myself if this is die to living in a broken cistern, as it were.
Three lyrics this year, and no music to accompany the words.
In the past I have been able to track my spiritual well- being by the journalling effect of the songs i write. They are evidence of what is going on internally-