It's hard to explain why I kept going. Those first rehearsals were not great for me, confidence wise, and I nearly stopped going because I didn't think I was cut out for it. Choir was ten years behind me and I just couldn't do it anymore. I couldn't feel the harmonies anymore. I felt like every single note I was singing was wrong.
Was it worth it? People don't ask this as often as they tell me that I've changed, but if I'm honest, I think this is a much more valuable and interesting question. It requires insight, and perspective that I might not have this early into my return home. It's also a question I've been considering … Continue reading “Was it worth it?”: of Value and Regret
It Ain't What You Do, It's What It Does To You I have not bummed across America with only a dollar to spare, one pair of busted Levi's and a bowie knife. I have lived with thieves in Manchester. I have not padded through the Taj Mahal, barefoot, listening to the space between each footfall … Continue reading