I'm gonna be okay.
I'm out of that crazy mood that I was in last week. Man that was awful. I did some re-evaluating. I placed priority over important aspects of my life. And trust me the past moved to the bottom of my list. Say goodbye. Who the hell cares anyway?
Music...I'm living for it. My father and I have been playing band lately. We set up my equipment and we go downstairs. I sing while he holds a broom as if he's playing a guitar. If I mess up he blames it on his "playing". Too cute. I'm working my butt off at this piano. I have become obsessed and excited about developing my own unmistakable sound and quality. I'm also concentrating on many visions for the future of my career. I'm starting over...and starting small. But my dreams are big and I have a strange feeling that I can make them happen. With God's help ofcourse.
So...life is good. And I'm going to be fine. I'm pulling myself off my knees.
Music...I'm living for it. My father and I have been playing band lately. We set up my equipment and we go downstairs. I sing while he holds a broom as if he's playing a guitar. If I mess up he blames it on his "playing". Too cute. I'm working my butt off at this piano. I have become obsessed and excited about developing my own unmistakable sound and quality. I'm also concentrating on many visions for the future of my career. I'm starting over...and starting small. But my dreams are big and I have a strange feeling that I can make them happen. With God's help ofcourse.
So...life is good. And I'm going to be fine. I'm pulling myself off my knees.