what's going on

I spent three whole days just playing the guitar, singing, talking about music, reading . . . allowing myself to only do those things that nourish my true self. We met with someone who believes that we have enough talent to get us on tour, which is really our dream. Wednesday we played four songs at an open mic night. It was the second time we'd performed there, and the words that were given to us by those who listened were so affirming. It was as if they were saying, "We see it too. You're the real thing." And when others start to tell you that you are this thing you've always wanted to be, you start to believe them. Those aspirations that once seemed so lofty have been coming into focus these days, and we're starting to wonder if they're not just an apparition, but an actual part of our futures.

It's not easy to spend three days living like that, and then go back to being a receptionist. But I guess that's life, right?