All Cowardice Comes from Not Loving

Or not loving well, which is the same thing.

I have been at the park the last four days in a row. For an hour or so with the ball looking for pick-up games. I just work on my ball control if I cannot find any games going on. I love the idea of getting reacquainted with the game. I feel like if I can have, at the very least, relatively decent control on the ball that it will trickle down into other things. I guess I am just trying to elevate my patience and determination. Ooohh, positivity?? That is weird. Oh, and the "cold" weather is actually quite nice (I say cold because people here think 68 degrees is cold).

Anyway, I have been sitting on this cover of a song for a while; so, since I am not getting any closer to finishing any of my own stuff this month, I recorded this. I think it is a tribute to my mixing skills and how far they have come. (Yeah, right. That is a joke if I have ever heard one. They are still pretty terrible). Anyway, if you have not heard the original, you should (It is by Saves The Day). This band makes me think of high school. Somehow, though, I turned it into a country-esque song. So... yeah.

Take Our Cars Now

So I guess you won't have trouble remembering me someday.

Maybe you'll never remember me.

There's my bit of color for the day, flecked with a bit of pessimism.

Love,

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