Singled Out: Caught A Ghost
I was super depressed on my birthday when I wrote 'somehow.' Since I was 12 or 13 I've had an acute sense of my own mortality and the trajectory of my life around the time of my birthday. The reality is I'm a pretty cheerful person, but I get this hilariously profound adolescent sadness that 'settles in,' just about every February, which makes me feel that all my efforts are totally pointless and fills me with despair. I was feeling this way before heading out with a group of friends to celebrate and I picked up a guitar and Somehow just spilled out, in about 20 minutes, in it's complete form.