For a moment, imagine having an unwavering fascination for numbers, always tallying up randomly collected digits, mentally compiling, calculating them for making important decisions, contingent on anything.
Preference for the dark, in which you tend to completely immerse yourself in order to completely focus on controlling and creating sound based on deeply-held whims. Steer that ship wherever it goes. When you see the light, don't blink. Make your move until you can't think.
I really enjoy being positive and upbeat and that's my default mode. Having said that, there's something that never fails to depress me and it always rears its head every few months. It's like being mildly bi-polar.
Chimera of Filth
A gruesome beast with dripping flesh
Clings to me as a sick fixture
My throbbing heart it gnawed apart
It stalks and hunts me through mirrors