I finally carved out some time to work in the studio today. I’ve been kicking this can down the road for a while and it was long overdue. I’ve been distracted by many other things. It was so good to set up some microphones and get to work. Everything was set up, I had the exact right amount of coffee, and it was all perfect. I was just about to hit the blinking red button and I heard the beast approaching. It was the garbage truck. My studio is really quiet but it can’t block out a beeping garbage truck. Do you ever feel like the universe is conspiring against you? I started to get angry. Then I remembered that it was some other people doing some important work. After a slight delay ( I folded some laundry) we all got back to work.