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The music worked. We played for hours. It's good to finally meet someone who can match that enthusiasm. It was a good time. It was comfortable, which is hard to get with people. It was balanced. It was a conversation. I felt like I had found my musical niche. I wasn't struggling to keep up. I wasn't struggling to keep everything together. I wasn't stuck completing a formula. I just filled in when I felt like I could add something and laid low when I didn't. Nobody was there expecting me to do anything amazing--just to play. I had found my niche.

And we jammed. And we'll be doing it again. Who knew a bass and a guitar would make such a good sound?

I was really excited about getting to play soccer today, but according to the website we aren't scheduled to play tonight. So it's been, like, four weeks since I played soccer. I hate this. I guess I can just do laundry and watch Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles instead. I want to watch Nightmare Before Christmas soon. I guess I could just listen to the soundtrack and imagine everything and get the exact same result. I also want to have a formal occasion to happen soon because I just want an excuse to dress up and wear a tie.

Because who doesn't love a well-dressed guy?I walked around for a little bit today and did some window shopping. I stopped by Whole Earth Provisions and checked stuff out. I couldn't help but gravitate to the travel literature section. I think I'm ready to pack up and run off into the world. I just want to run away from everything and survive for a little while. All I need is a few days of clear skies with a camera and I'll be good to go for another semester or so. Maybe.

I think that if I was a a ninja turtle, I would be Raphael.

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