Had two wonderful gigs last night - feeling motivated, refreshed, confident and reassured, despite some recent dance frustration. Did... well, let's just say. Got a ride to gig #1 from my big little brother, which was wonderful given the lousy weather.
Almost wound up in the middle of a multiple car pileup after gig #2. Funny how, despite the speed, everything moves in slow motion when your brain realizes, in that .7 seconds, that you may experience injury or permanent shutdown. Thankful. Very thankful.
Had a long day helping the 'rents haul some reno garbage to the dump and rake leaves. It was a misty, foggy afternoon, and had there been a piper in the hills it would have completed the feeling of reconnection with my tartan ancestry.
Tomorrow is the final day of this wacky blog marathon. Trying to find my second wind so I can punch it to the finish line.