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Back on the without and sensing the world out here. I've slept too long. It's hard to be a warrior of light if I am only a dream.

Dear Diary,
Once was a coupling, a zygote, a birth.

Dear Diary,
Once was a daughter, an infant, a toddler.

Dear Diary,
Once was a window, a rocking chair, an accident.

Dear Diary,
Once was a child, a darkening, a mystery.

Dear Diary,
Once was a crack, a split, a scattering.

Dear Diary,
Once was a world, then two, then more.

Dear Diary,
the sky beholds us.
How silly all seems when I'm sleeping.
How noisy, these talking scars.

What makes you happy? Do you have a passion? Is there something you are willing to sacrifice for? I think I was about 10 years old when it hit me like a brick wall. It was the Bay City Rollers with the song Keep On Dancing, back then the drums influenced me so much I knew right then I wanted to be a drummer. I bugged my parents so bad they allowed me to join beginning band in 6 grade. I had a pare of sticks, a practice pad, and I was learning how to read drum music, and play the drums, I was on cloud nine.

For a few months now I have been experiencing what I guess you would call growing pains. Next month July 18 I will turn 55 years old. That is right the old double nickel. Where did the time go? My Daughter the youngest of 2 is 25 now going on 40, already with little baby 1 year old pretty soon. Yup, proud grandpa. My son the oldest soon the third week in January he will be moving to California. It has been a hard thing for me believing he is actually leaving, kid has been a part of my life, and business his whole 27 years, he is a huge part of the success of my business.