Last Friday I went with
While being back at Old Town is always bittersweet (I miss my fiddle lessons and cannot afford to pick them up right now) it was wonderful to see live music and to walk home on a warm night, high on the Muse - aching to write my own tunes and serenade the world. While my slow progress often frustrates me, time with the guitar is feeding me more and more these days and I am making more of it (and am daring to play in front of other folks...watch out!). Both
- Location:work
- Mood:
sore
