FAWM Day 2
What? Day 2 already?
That’s what it feels like, anyway. Since I’ve written my first song, and been to sleep, it feels like I’m on my second day of FAWMing.
I have a thermos full of coffay, a sandwich for lunch, and now I’ll be watching a little bit of tv while I eat and while the dishwasher runs because, dude, you can’t record while the dishwasher is running.
It’s a rule of FAWM…