Geez, I cannot get motivated to work on this record. It seems insurmountable. Maybe that should be the album title: Insurmountable. Mom has been really sick, in and out of the hospital. Life itself is just too much right now. Making a record seems like such a luxury. I'm not in luxurious mode. I'm in survival mode. It feels like I have something really special here, and that makes me fear it all the more. It could be great - if I sing great vocals, if Tom plays great guitar parts, if we make great production decisions? TOO MUCH. 