This is what happened when I woke up with Worf Voice.
I woke up with a distinct case of Worf Voice:
Of course, it sounded better to me due to bone conduction, but still…
Naturally, recording some of his best lines became a moral imperative:
Sadly, I had to interrupt my fun to head over to the main campus; however, when I got there, I happened to walk up behind a guy who was wearing a very heavy tool belt…
Life is amazing.
While my parents were supportive of me and my brother, they were in some ways abusive. I largely understand why because I know quite a bit about what had happened to them. I know that some people have grown up enjoying very constructive relationships with their parents, or so they tell me, and I have no reason to doubt them.
Simiarly, I am who I am, and would not wish away my divergence; nonetheless, I also sometimes wonder what it might have been like to have grown up not quite so different… maybe even just 2 or 3 standard deviations instead of 5 or 6.
I do not wish that my life had actually been different, as this specific path has led to joys and wonders that I would not risk changing (as in the movie About Time); however, I still mull over the possibilities, as that can inform decisions about my navigation into the future.
Taken all together, I wonder how love might have been different in my life, and – more improtantly – how it might be different.
Currently, you can’t make minor changes to lyrics in Suno without generating a whole new song, so I ended up with two similar versions that differed mostly in terms of their lead vocalist. The first is the one with the more conventionally feminine voice:
And this one has a more typically masculine lead, and seems to have a more cohesive feel to it:
Here are the lyrics.