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Fear is the mind-killer.

I played some music today. It was alright. I got to use my rocking guitar. It was just the two of us; he played the drums. We sat down and wrote out a song and talked about being a band and stuff. It was just alright. It didn't really go anywhere. Or, it did, but it wasn't quite where I wanted it to go. I might have been expecting too much when I went in, but there was no click. We weren't in sync. It was alright, but it wasn't like it used to be. Like I'm used to.

That's how it goes, I guess.

I've been thinking lately about the things that make me afraid. It's a long list, indeed. I don't know why I'm scared of most of them. That seems kind of silly. To be afraid of something without having any good reason to be afraid. So I won't be afraid of them anymore. I won't be afraid of the things on my list. Except for things like spiders and other buggy bugs.

I found a soccer shirt of mine from second grade. I recognized the color and pattern immediately. I've never owned another shirt that looked like it. I can still fit in it. I remember when it billowed around my body. It doesn't really do that anymore.

But it's been twelve years since I wore it and my arms still don't fill out the sleeves. That's kind of depressing.

Comments

Cam said…
I have a "Save the Dolphins" t-shirt from kindergarten. It used to be like a robe on me. Now, it fits fine.
April 25, 2009 at 6:10 PM
Spen said…
Dude did you get an electric? Should I have known that?
April 25, 2009 at 8:18 PM
Gabe said…
Nah dude, I was using my solid body acoustic--I never really get to use it!
April 26, 2009 at 10:41 AM
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