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Slept all night but woke up kind of early and was draggin by noon with all kinds of crazy and pessimistic thoughts. Finally got R off the computer late in the afternoon so I could do some composing. Finished(I guess) that new piece and started another one.
In my deranged(?) state was thinking a lot about throwing responsiblity to the winds and packing up the bus and hitting the road. The Great American Dream. So after my after dinner nap I sat down at my word processor and started writing a story about a hippie dude who travels around in a converted schoolbus playing music at flea markets and art fairs. It was a lot of fun and I got 2 pages done. Maybe I'll share it with you at some point.
My fiddle playing rocked again. Wish I could practice more with these stiff old fingers and my wrist felt a little kinky this morning. At least I'm not deaf.
I am really not looking forward to being here another summer. This town seems so dead and stupid. Wish I could find some fun people or get the heck out.
In my deranged(?) state was thinking a lot about throwing responsiblity to the winds and packing up the bus and hitting the road. The Great American Dream. So after my after dinner nap I sat down at my word processor and started writing a story about a hippie dude who travels around in a converted schoolbus playing music at flea markets and art fairs. It was a lot of fun and I got 2 pages done. Maybe I'll share it with you at some point.
My fiddle playing rocked again. Wish I could practice more with these stiff old fingers and my wrist felt a little kinky this morning. At least I'm not deaf.
I am really not looking forward to being here another summer. This town seems so dead and stupid. Wish I could find some fun people or get the heck out.