whatever you do, do not die with your music still in you. I don’t care what the music is. a practice. a craft. a discipline that would die if you stopped showing up to it. a way of being in a room that changes how the room feels. whatever your music is - the thing that makes you feel like yourself when you’re doing it - do not leave it inside you. the world is full of silent people whose music died with them. and the silence looks exactly like a normal life. that’s how it gets away with it.