I’ve been feeling restless today. Yes, I am a restless soul – with no place to rest and no place to hide. But I’m looking for a perch to plant my butt on- just haven’t found it yet.
So what do I do when I’m restless? I usually wander around wondering what is wrong with me or what I’m going to do with this misguided, unused energy. I do, however, have a couple of outlets. Writing is one, but writing doesn’t always come easy and I’m not always in the mood. My thoughts must be clear to write, and when my thoughts are clouded with severe restlessness, writing is out – can’t really do it.
My second outlet – ahhhh… that is the one I’m pleased about today. See, I play guitar and while I’m not the best guitar player, I do enjoy sitting down and strumming my heart out when I’m feeling kind of lost. That’s what I did today. Yup. I did. And, occasionally – no very rarely – when things are really kind of up in the air, I actually manage to write a song. Now, sometimes when I write the words come first and other times, the music. More often than not, I have words and no music (because I like to write.) Today is different . . . yeeesss! I have the music (I even ran around like a chicken looking for the digital voice recorder (which I couldn’t find, darn it
) and had to settle for plugging a microphone right into the computer lest I forget the chord and strum pattern) – just the beginnings of a song, but the beginnings. Sweet music to my ears!!!
I’m pretty sure I’ve got a good idea of the words that will be going with the song, but that will take some time. The music has a mood to it – a distinct mood – and I must make sure that the words match that mood. For now, I will be taking the time to treasure the sense of satisfaction that comes from finally being able to express myself in ways other than direct words and finding a place to hang my restless hat.
Catch ya on the flip side.