I am grateful for a day of solitary freedom. I stayed in bed until 11:30 or so this morning. I got a bunch of work done. I did an errand. It doesn’t sound all that exciting, but it was awesome.
I am grateful for the trance-like zone I can enter when playing music. I’m not really sure how great it would sound to someone else, and I don’t care. When I’m in that zone, it sounds cussing amazing to me. Suddenly I feel like the drums are playing me, and not the other way around. I jammed tonight with a bunch of people I’ve been jamming with periodically for 8 or 9 years. Sometimes it takes a while to get into that zone, but I was there tonight, and there is nothing on this earth like it.