The music in my headphones as I come up the stairs from the subway at the end of the day reminds me of when I used to perform music, the sound moving through me, the power of it, opening my heart into an audience.
Far above, a dark blue balloon rises up into the sky. A little boy grabs his father by the hand, pointing at the balloon, following it as it rises.
"Balloon!" he yells, over the ecstasy in my ears.
One year ago: What a Ham
Two years ago: 3/7/15 - First Time on the Slopes
Three years ago: We Are Small, and the World is So Big
Four years ago: Selling the Couch, part III - The Encouchening
Nine years ago: 3-7-08 Settling In