Travis spent close to two hours screaming his lungs out early this morning. We have no clue why. We hope he’ll get over it and learn to sleep again.
I wound up staying up late to watch Black Hawk Down. Then the Boy kicks in an hour later. After Kelly and I trade turns, I finally settle him at 3 AM. Whoa. Kelly was a real sweetie, though, and let me sleep in until 9 today! It was heavenly! I can’t remember when I did that before.
Something about the day, or the late wakeup, or something, got me into a creative mood today. I felt compelled to play music and sing today. As I was cleaning up the kitchen after breakfast, I made up and sang a little song about Travis. Afterward, I strolled around the house playing it for everyone.
It just seemed so natural to do, like I was in a zone. Right then, I seriously considered dropping all of the little side projects I have and making music my only hobby. Yet, there is so much more that I can do.
While I was in this interesting state of mind, I looked out the window and felt that familiar certainty that I can achieve anything in this world that I want to achieve. It was a moment when all the can’ts and won’ts and impossibilities fade away, the excuses for not getting what I want.
Then the window slammed shut again as I once again faced the question, “well, what do I really want to do?”
That one stumps me every time.