The Break at Hand

I'm done everything until tonight at 6:30, so I think I might try and catch up on some much needed sleep. I'm planning on leaving early tomorrow morning, so I'll probably get my packing out of the way at some point today, but sleep, for now, is the plan.

I've decided to practice a little harder at guitar. I don't seem to be in as good a playing condition than I used to be. Though my voice has improved over the years, I don't want to loose guitar because I've had that so much longer than a singing voice. That reminds me of one of the goodnesses of going home. I'm going to a place that isn't immersed in music. People respect music there like a form of money. They let it touch them. That's why I like playing back at home, because it means something to people. Here nobody seems to care about my music the way I wish they would. I want them to feel it the way I do, but it's all about analyzing the sound. "This needs to sound like that". Well, maybe this is good for me, I don't know. Maybe I need to sit down and listen to the technical side of it all.

But right now I don't feel like I make much sense. I'm happy, and I've got a positive outlook on things, but my heart is still restless in all of this. I should probably expect to learn something very important soon, as this is the feeling I generally get right before something profound happens. But for now, I sleep. Hope you are doing well. Have a happy Thanksgiving.

Peace and love.