24. This year has got to matter. This year I will do something, accomplish something. I tell that to myself every year and it's always half-true in the end. I guess it's normal that you get your ass handed to you in the composer-profession. I keep listening to Hartog's "No Hero" in the morning. This song has a redeeming quality beyond compare. He asked me last year if it's really useful that I take lessons from him next year, because it could be that I may not learn as much anymore as I used to from him. I listen to this song and I doubt that somehow.
When it's your birthday you get a thousand people congratulating you on facebook. I always thought it was kind of lame, until yesterday. It's actually pretty nice, because it reminds you of all the amazing people you've met during your life. It's a little bit like the credits in the end of a movie.