It all works out in the end: Something's been bugging me for a while.
This morning while lying in bed, I started to think of it as the cross I'm called to bear right now.
It helps to think of it that way, 'cuz it puts things in perspective.
It helps me remember the real burdens I carried in the past, which make this look miniscule.
Anyway, I've been angry at myself for not letting my record company produce my last CD.
You see, when I signed with them, I had just recorded a CD in my new home studio which I was very proud of, since I played all the instruments, and arranged the music and used what I thought at the time...