You can approach the act of writing with nervousness, excitement, hopefulness, or even despair—the sense that you can never completely put on the page what’s in your mind and heart. You can come to the act with your fists clenched and your eyes narrowed, ready to kick ass and take down names. You can come to it because you want a girl to marry you or because you want to change the world. Come to it any way but lightly. Let me say it again: you must not come lightly to the blank page.
I’m giving you a night call to tell you how I feel I want to drive you through the night, down the hills I’m gonna tell you something you don’t want to hear I’m gonna show you where it’s dark, but have no fear
There’s something inside you It’s hard to explain They’re talking about you boy But you’re still the same
Nightcall by Kavinsky (feat. Lovefoxxx) from the Drive soundtrack.