whatever you do, do not die with your music still in you. I don’t care what the music is. a practice. a craft. a discipline that would die if you stopped showing up to it. a way of being in a room that changes how the room feels. whatever your music is - the thing that makes you feel like yourself when you’re doing it - do not leave it inside you. the world is full of silent people whose music died with them. and the silence looks exactly like a normal life. that’s how it gets away with it.
ngl i’m actually hella sad for kids these days, like culturally defining albums and mixtapes was dead dropping every other month all when I was in high school