The elevator up to the studio
So much has been going on lately, that I feel some remorse in not writing, as I know it will be hard to catch up. Though, I have been taking a picture each day and writing down some notes.
I will go back, perhaps during my flight tomorrow and backpost.
In some hours, I travel to Oklahoma City for a rodeo. I’ve never been there, and I’m quite looking forward to it. We’ve got a mixer set up for everyone from online, and the response has been quite good, in my opinion.
Aside from the pre-travel jitters, I’m a bit dazed by some intangible joy.
Work has been good. Productive. I’ve made lists, and crossed things off.
Heather loaded up the stereo with a great mix of stuff the other day at the studio, and we’ve been working together with them looping continuously. Blond Redhead, Pixies, Yaz, Michael Jackson (gasp), Paul Simon’s Graceland, and one more that I forget. We finally ditched Michael Jackson today in lieu of Grandaddy.
It is this odd mix of nostalgia and newness, excitement.
It is summing up how I feel quite well… happy with the solid group of friends I have, and making new ones, little by little.
I’ve met a fella in town recently and had a few meals with him, many conversations, and the bullshit detector isn’t indicating any major warnings. I actually look forward to talking with him and relish the fact that he isn’t over an hour and a half away.
In the back of my mind, I sorta wish I wasn’t traveling so I could hang out this long weekend in my hometown… But I am trying to keep tempered, patient and hang on to this optimism.