It was scary, it was nerve wracking, and it was immeasurably good for me. In 2011, I'm going to keep scaring myself...it seems to be working for me.
28 December 2010
Sing...Sing a Song...
In another life, I was a singer. A number of people from my childhood know this about me, but most people I meet now have no idea. I haven't been that girl in a very long time. But, Sunday night, I channeled Henry Miller, and I sang in front of an audience by myself for the first time in over ten years for the 5th annual Love, Chloe Foundation Benefit at the Paramount Bar in Salina, KS.
It was scary, it was nerve wracking, and it was immeasurably good for me. In 2011, I'm going to keep scaring myself...it seems to be working for me.
It was scary, it was nerve wracking, and it was immeasurably good for me. In 2011, I'm going to keep scaring myself...it seems to be working for me.
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Now that you've started singing again, NEVER stop. Seriously.
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