Oops, I missed a week, or two. But at least I got everything moved and unpacked at my studio. I'm getting ready for a recital this weekend being held for one of my schools. I'll even play a little bit, too.

I started collaborating on a comic book series. It's mostly top secret stuff, so I can't tell you anything about it. In fact, I don't even know why I'm bringing it up. Other than it's super exciting and a nice new interest to pursue. I'm just contributing storyline.

I think my whole schedule needs to be revamped. A good 24-hour period once a week without work would be refreshing. I think I've been perhaps a tad too ambitious and allowed myself to fill most of my time with work and projects. Then again, the year has just barely begun. My sister turned twenty-two today.

I have all of these lists that I've been accumulating for years now. Some are lists of albums I should buy, others are lists of classical music pieces I should learn, some are lists of languages I should learn, others are lists of daily habits I should explore (like meditation and yoga). It's insane, I'm wondering now why I felt so compelled to make these tasks, and pile tasks on top of those tasks, and then bury those tasks under more. It's really crazy to see it from a fresh perspective. Maybe it was a way for me to visualize growth by assigning goals. I think what I missed was prioritizing. I often skipped over certain tasks (learn Hanon) because something was more important to me, although I never bothered writing down the important stuff, because I knew I had to do it. But maybe that's the way to go. Just wake up and do what is important. The to-do list is always going to be only secondary. There is only so much you can do in a day, which means only so much you can do in a week. That also means your monthly goals should be feasible and managed, which translates to a yearly goal that should be realistic. Do people even have yearly goals? I suppose so.