I'm stuck in a pattern. An idea hits for a track, and I drop everything. I'm laying down beats at 2 AM, recording rough vocals, and experimenting with Google's TTS voices (and resynthesizing) like I did all through Astral Goose's debut album. Then it's mixing, walking away, coming back to remix and master. Again and again. I love that creative rush. But at what cost? My sleep is shot. My brain never shuts off. I'm always jumping to the next thing, terrified inspiration might vanish if I don't grab it right now. AG's second album already exists in fragments on my hard drive, but everything feels so hurried. That said, check out the Adventures of Astral Goose if you're curious what comes from these sleepless nights.