9.27.2005 |  Hope

posted by Jon
21:47 | SAY SOMETHING |



Sitting here in my chair I find myself thinking back to a time on the banks of the Cumberland, eyes closed and mind concentrating carefully on the beautiful sound coming from the stage. A woman is standing there, singing quietly a song I can't remember the words to. Her buddies are behind her playing their instruments as best they can, which to me is as good as I could imagine. Jazz isn't my favorite genre, but the music I'm listening to seems to fit the moment. The city I'm in provides me with an insight I don't get back where I come from. It's a feeling I wish I could continue to feel for the rest of my life. It's the feeling that speaks to the heart, that comes with a kind word spoken by a close friend, a feeling that comes with spending time with family. I can see myself living here, and one day I just might.