Not so easy to lose self-imposed inhibitions after all. The black album sounds so sweet after a long long time. Die hard fan and grown out of Opeth now, it might start to make sense to a metal head. The cheap and sweet whiskey might have had a part to play. The songs reminded me of my last class of journalistic writing, almost had me reminiscing if you are up for a cliché. Most fun through the course of a rigorous math/phsyics/engineereing based PhD. To give some perspective to things, today was my last day, enrolled as a student who could register for credits for any courses towards a degree. I am finally, truly a ABD. All But Dissertation if you know what I mean ;). Although, a fine is officially necessary to follow this through as I like to start my day late.
Life is good man.
Life is good man.
