thanks for nothing, iceland.

i should have studied more tonight (i did some, believe it or not), but instead i picked up one of the various instruments that i've been neglecting for months now and started to play. it's now several hours later and i'm done, and i'm satisfied. well, was satisfied.

i listened to a sigur ros song, reminded by a friend's blog, and i'm completely unsatisfied again. sometimes i like the music that i make, and i know that sometimes other people like it, too; but good god, hearing music that's truly amazing makes me wonder why i even try.

and i love it. it's one of the things that i'm truly thankful for: that people out there are making music good enough that it humbles me almost to the point of embarrassment.

as abstract as it sounds, sometimes i wish i could be music. if i'm lucky, maybe that's what happens after death. in addition to unlimited raspberry strudel, of course.

thanks for everything, iceland.
jh..