There was a time when I thought it might be better to first get a guitar, try singing with it for a while, and only then give things a form—believing that doing so would preserve my feelings more faithfully.

Putting things off until “after I get this” is always a trap of the mind. Even when I know it is, it presents itself with a convincing sense of justification. That has always been the troublesome part.

At that time, I had accumulated a number of unfinished tasks. By telling myself, “after this is done—after that is ready—” I was probably engaging in a kind of escape.

I found a certain comfort in the reasons that told me, “so, not yet.”

And yet, from another perspective, there are moments when one can think, “perhaps this, too, is timing.”

One day, a sudden insight came, and everything began to move at once. I wondered what that long period of stagnation had even been. What had failed to progress for nearly half a year was resolved effortlessly in less than two weeks.

That was when I found myself thinking, “things like the guitar, or getting into the right state of mind—let’s set those aside for now.” And instead, try giving shape to things with what is here, now.