It's a good day

So we all have things that we do that we really enjoy. I'm not talking about eating, or reading, but like playing guitar or video games. I'll use the guitar situation because that's my situation so I can relate to it and describe it easier.

Let us begin.

We all days that we pick that thing up and you say to yourself after 5 minutes into that activity, "I'm not going to bed any time soon." It just feels right, am I right? I picked up my guitar today with this solo stuck in my head I wanted to figure out which proved to be a problem because I was not in the mood. It was a fast guitar lick that if mastered would make me feel good about myself, but not the end of the world. Instead of taking the low road and blowing it off and hit the hay I decided to for-go my interaction of sleeping with my bed and pillow and listened to what I needed, not wanted, but needed to do. So I started playing some slower songs. Not slow slow but that song that you could listen to at any point during your life whether you were hell bent on kicking someone in the head or wanting to just sleep it off. This is when I discovered to be a good day.

I was drawn in. Not to the music, not to the guitar, but to something else. It was my first out of body in body experience. Work with me here. I knew I was playing the guitar, and I knew what I was playing. But my fingers and body got into it a lot more than I thought I would and I even surprised myself but after realizing how the music flew together, unlike my other past experiences with soloing, I couldn't afford to stop. It was crazy. My hands flew like a hobo on crack, and my expression rivaled that of Eric Clapton's and John Mayer's. It was a glorious feeling.

We've all had days like this before right? It's a good day. It's a shame it has to come to an end with my mind spinning with ideas and such, but I want this to be drawn out as long as possible.

Guitar unplugged. Amp turned off. Pick...who knows were I tossed that. G'night!