No money No time

I was a musician. Without money and without glory. Without anyone who really love me.

But I've been missing that era so dearly. I miss my Tascam cassete 4track recorder I used to use to record composition ideas.

I miss mixing with my laptop. Now I don't have any mixing software in my laptop. I miss holding my guitar in the middle of the night as if it's the only thing in the world who understands me and understands what I was going throught at the time.

My musical era can be regarded as dark times. But I have to approve that it was, ironically, the age of ideas.

Some of the ideas I've got from the era are still documented. I'm dying to record some of these songs. I feel like I want to scream. I wanna get out! I wanna be broke again!

Around 27 months ago, I had only 400,000 rupiahs in my bank account. I had closed 2 accounts, leaving nothing. I remember those days so much.

I've went far, in term of financial, Alhamdulillah. But my anxiety still haunts me every time. I used to be a person with no money.

Now, I'm a person with no time :(