The Women, you know who I’m talking about right? No? Ah, you don’t because I’m not a regular on the circuit. Yet. I’m not giving up on this FTSF gig. Nope. Not.
Playing bass. For myself or just to jam with somebody else. Doesn’t matter. I simply want to learn the theory stuff. The theory stuff I never learned when I played piano. When I played classical guitar. This time I’m going to do it. I’m insisting for my own damn self. Why? Because I can’t rely on anyone else to encourage and otherwise motivate me to do it.
The desire is there. I simply need to secure sufficient push, drive. Me. I need to be the Nike commercial. Fuck present life circumstance. “Just do It”. Now, after living most of my life, I’ve come to understand that there is no single person to help, motivate, encourage or otherwise secure this thing for me.
To those folks who have such people in their lives, go for it! Friends and relatives who encourage and push and motivate regardless of the “practicality” or the “reality” of pursuing a particular career, or line of work ….cherish these people!
There is a reason I’m not a sound engineer by profession today. Yes, I can cite the well-meaning folks who cautioned me about moving to the Big Apple all by myself (w/ 2 felines) The well-meaning folks who did nothing but point to the negatives (“they meant well”). Bottom line? I opened the door and didn’t step over the threshold.
Hey, this was fun and uplifting no? Damn, if it doesn’t make me want to do another.
See Ladies? This simple challenge, this FTS shared with who knows how many people is quite useful, helpful and otherwise cathartic. It’s helping to put my brain front and center this morning. Motivating me to get off my ass, outta this chair and away from this computer! Thank you!
All you folks stopping by today? Go read the blogs of these prolific writing women and all who are participating in the FTSF Bog Hop. There are so many excellent writing people available 24/7 who inspire, motivate and encourage me simply by doing what they do.
….nice way to end a week, eh?