Was it biorythm or Divine intervention? Somehow despite all my circumstances I felt good this evening. I took a nap. I thought about Nicola. I got up a tad after sunset and thought about Glen Campbell's "The Wichita Lineman." More like, the song welled up in me. When I picked up my guitar I decided to humor myself with an easy piece (name unknown) before attempting Lineman. Man, I laughed out loud at how difficult these things are when you're rusty and old. But I did finally get thru the song -- not smoothly but I got thru.
Russ just came in. He will want to turn on the TV soon. I'll catch you later.
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