Friends, Fun, and Falling

Today was actually a pretty good day. If my life was a stock, I would say that today it closed up a couple of points.

The snowboarding tonight was excellent! I finally got the hang of it. I was going down that mountain really, really well. However, I am now really, really sore. I do think that all the rushing, driving, pain, and soreness are worth it to gain a new hobby. You must come boarding (or skiing if you prefer) with me some time!

Jazz piano today was really quite wonderful. We did some blues work, with comping and improvising. I don't know what it was about it, but I left there really happy. Maybe it was the artistic freedom I had. Maybe it was that playing the blues let me express my innermost feelings and get rid of some of what I've bottled up.

I go to bed tonight fairly happy. In looking at my wings, I don't think I've lost any feathers today. But after this weekend, I don't know if I'll have any left. I guess well see...

"The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone. "
~George Elliot