Ordered on Barnes&Nobles just now. It all just happened so fast. If you don’t know what it is, you basically destroy the book you just bought. It seemed like such a thrill. I’ll notify you guys when it gets here. And how i go about destroying the thing. However, I think I am going to make note of what every page says. So once the thing is burned/broken/beaten to pieces. I can do it all over again with another notebook.
Hurrah for censoring of thy own reading material.
Singing isn’t really something you learn is it? Maybe it’s simply in your blood, in my blood. My great grandmother worked playing the piano and singing in bars in the fifties, I want to sing. I’m a quiet person, not quite shy but very quiet. I sing when I’m alone and I sing when I feel comfortable. But i never have in front of anybody except my dog. Let my voice be heard.
Let it Ring.
The boredom of classes has chiseled my focus down to my fingernails. Now it’s becoming a real issue!