why...

...?

I sit here listening to david "honeyboy" edwards at the yale....

my friends left early. but what they don't know is...they missed the best part of the show. The heart showed up in the 2nd set. As I listen I think....why do I love blues soooo darn much? It’s all about feeling and passion...that's why I like it. It reaches down to the bottom of my soul...finds emotions...i didn’t know i had...and brings it up. 


there is something i wrote about this past weekend but haven’t published. i need to think on it a bit...mull it over in my brain. i may never publish it....we’ll see.

:)