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This week I decided to start work on some new songs. I scheduled it in to my diary like anything else, right there between ‘call dentist’ and ‘buy milk.’ I was almost surprised when music didn’t flow out of me as soon as I sat down at the piano. I always thought that life moved, more or less, in a straight line.┬áSure, the line’s kind of fuzzy and there are lots of stops and starts, but ultimately we move forward. Obviously we have no way of seeing our path before we begin, but I guess I assumed that by a…