Charlie Brown

This is my happy song from Mylo Xyloto. Plus it reminds me of my bro-in-law so it makes me smile whenever it comes on. Today I need lots of smiles. Half a Snickers? Okay :) And actually, I had a lovely surprise waiting for me when I got out of my exit interview. Cheers for pumpkin lattes from good friends!

Jam session last night. It's been a while since I've had one. Actually, I think it was late spring. That's too long for a musician to go. Warming up is always different. At least for me. Sometimes I just sit there not motivated. The guitarists and keyboardists can lead their own song by themselves. Plink away here. Strum there. A song forms. Drummers, notsomuch. So I sit. And wait. Because when I start going it gets insanely loud. I think boy drummers like that aspect. Trying out some new songs started out intimidating but once you cut loose...there's really no description. I love how formatic it is. Trying to hit the right tom at the right time. Trying to play outside the box. So hard when natural rhythm kicks in. I explained it to someone like a puzzle. It can complete a song or completely destroy it. I play how I feel. I use intuition. Sure, I wish I was more learned. If I put in the time and money, I could be. But for the most part, I like how I play. It's simple. But always there (except for the total bummer mess-ups hahaha). It builds when it needs to and fades away when called for. It's me.
There are three things in my life that really portray who I am:
My name.
My clothes.
My drumming.

If my life had a time signature, it'd be 3/4 to 6/8. Like Paramore's My Heart. But without the emo screaming...

6 years in the making.

Officially my last week of work and it's sinking in today. A lot of people have said their "goodbye"(s) and "we'll miss you"(s). Interesting how quickly words can travel. Interesting and scary, actually.
I'm excited for my new job. Mostly excited to meet new people. I'm really fortunate that I've met such wonderful hearts here. But I like going out and seeing who else can give me a new perspective. Who else I can learn from. We'll see if I have this attitude after next week...woohoo, Yakima! Miner Burger everynight? I think so. Okay, not really. I don't want to have to buy new jeans.
Scripture for the day that hits home EVERY.TIME.
Romans 5:3-5.

Woohoo!

Coldplay's new album came out today and I'm declaring that it's the only music I'll listen to today. Well. Except for the background music that I'm really trying to block out from my coworker's computer. Soft rock has a place and time...just not everyday. Last week in one day, it went from Gloria Estefan to Shania Twain to Rod Stewart.
*shudder*
Surprisingly, the duet with Rihanna isn't as bad as I expected. It's quite catchy.
Maybe I'm losing my mind. Or just determined to fall in love with this album. Music never lets me down.

Healing Act

Thousands of seconds chasing one day
Countless desires chasing you away
I once believed it was the right place but wrong time
Dumbfounded, I admit you were never meant to be mine
A strike on the hand, I'd take for a forgotten heart
Beating but pleading for a newly resistant part
Don the mask of makeup to keep playing the immortal role
Released, I renounce the grasp of a hopeful soul

1 John 4:7&8

Now I have that insanely cheesy song I learned from VBS stuck in my head. At least I memorized a scripture, right? Oh, the days of Father Abraham and The Lord told Noah to build him an arkey-arkey.
Experienced something new today. Being called a rather hateful name is something I'm not used to. I can only recall being called a really rude word once in my life. Today, another one came my way. And you know what? It made me feel sad for the person whose lips it came out of. I didn't do anything to warrant it. He just has so much anger in himself, he thought he'd feel better if he tore me down. It's too bad.
I'm thankful I didn't let it hurt me. I'm thankful that I'm not angry like that. I'm thankful God is bigger than name calling. I'm not saying this like I'm exempt from being angry or even petty name calling. It's a lesson, though. 
Here's to lessons.

Proverbs 13:20

My reasonings aren't excuses for the mistakes I've made. And I'll admit to why I thought at one point they were. Everyday goes by, and I think about my more recent ones. Everyone has them. And those who love you accept them. Holds you responsible, but accepts them. Even bring them to your attention so you can realize what you've done. Not throw them in your face to make you feel bad. I've done that, too. And sometimes my gut reaction might be to do so still. But deep down I know everybody deserves forgiveness.
We're all the same.

Not overcome by failure
But overcome by grace
Delivered forgiveness waiting
Each time I fall on my face
Not worthy of another beginning
Yet allowed each time with Love
Am I strong enough to do the same thing
What's my heart capable of?

Overcast

Destructive weather
Am I set in your path
How long will I stand
In the storm of your wrath
Can I protect my flesh
Against the whip of your wind
Is it possibly to stay dry
When you're soaking my skin
Do I bow to your power
Or call you for what you are
A force beyond my control
A force that pushes too hard
I've always been one
For the cold and rainy days
But God, I need warmth as well
For my sanity to stay
Jacket.Hat.Gloves.Scarf.
Always worn to protect my heart.