I used to think I was happy-go-lucky. Now I think I’m happy-go- blessed, or maybe blessed-go-happy. I’ve always been happy, but never before like this. If these three weeks have been an accurate indicator, 2010 is going to be one pang of bliss after another. This week I got a guitar off craigslist, and I’ve been neglecting my Moleskine for a Mitchell MD-50. My house is full of music and the giddy, puberty-like sensation of blooming. I traded my pen for a voice, and somewhere in that transition it occurred to me to start blogging again. So hello, tumblr! I’m back.
I used to think I was a singer; now I think I’m more of a song embodied… Can you hear it?
