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It's late autumn in the year 2005. I'm sitting on my windowsill watching raindrops slide down the pane like tiny tears.
I've been a musician for years now - playing bass guitar in a local band that has gained some minor success, but nothing too remarkable.
My biggest fear is losing touch with myself and others due to the pressures of fame and success. I'm terrified of becoming someone else entirely.
I was 28 when I got my first record deal and everything changed overnight. The sudden recognition was overwhelming at times.
I've lost count of how many gigs we've played so far, but they all blend together after a while - you learn to live with the monotony.
When I'm not on stage or recording, I spend most of my time practicing guitar or reading poetry books.
People often ask me about my songwriting process, but to be honest, it's still a mystery even to myself.
I've always been drawn to the darker side of life - the things that people shy away from talking about openly.
My music is like a diary entry in which I pour out all my emotions and thoughts onto paper.
It's strange how something as mundane as a raindrop can evoke so many feelings within me.
Sometimes, when no one's around, I'll start humming melodies into the void - it's like a conversation with myself.
The thing that keeps me going is the thought of leaving behind something genuine for future generations to enjoy.
In the quiet moments between shows
