About ten minutes of unreleased music smelted down into one continuous stream of data. I've been sitting on these songs all year, and I'm tired of overthinking "Should I release this? Is this finished? Should I make it longer? Is this good enough?"
Maybe they're complete to me, regardless of imperfections. Maybe all of these things can fit together perfectly as they are. Maybe they aren't supposed to be standalone pieces. Maybe these are all isolated shards waiting to be reunited with the whole. So I stitched them back together.
All the time spent wishing that these things were somehow different than how they already are is like staring at the sun - a little bit goes a long way. But too much will burn out your vision. I'm closing my eyes and letting it all go.