This weekend.....

I had a revelation.



I'm a musician.


Duh.

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I know a lot of my posts, especially quite recently, have possibly seemed kind of.... morose...or morbid, or unhappy or complain-ey, or pick your own adjective. But really, in general, I'm a basically happy person. Things that might seem like a lot of bitching and complaining are mostl just frustrations, or thinking out loud. Not only am I a fairly content person in general, but I most certainly experience moments of sheer true and unadulterated happiness. I was truly happy last weekend while camping. Last year's trip up to Old Mission, MI with Libby made me happy. Hanging out last month at Libby's place with her, Sunday, Rae and Q made me very happy. The absolutely weird evening spent on Ben's front porch several weeks ago was happy and entertaining. And this weekend made me an extremely happy, happy camper. Spending time with divalibby76, rincewindrocks and _narcissis_ would have been reason enough. But on top of that, I got me a fried snicker's, a hot dog (admittedly not the most amazing hot dog I've ever had, but it was there) and some free water at the Illinois Democrat tent. But it was the playing that made me truly, truly happy. As if I were doing the one thing I was born to do. So. I'm happy. Very happy.

But I'm getting sleepy. Very sleepy. So I'm going to try to head off to bed soon. Bye.