It's a Monday night. I should go out and support live music in Austin. Some good friends have a steady gig downtown every Monday night, but I'm sticking to my promise to stay home and get the music out of my psyche and onto paper.
Things are flowing with more ease tonight thank goodness. I attribute it to the fact that I dined with my 6 year old grand nephew this evening. Hanging out with 6 year olds is good for the spirit. We had pizza and then we built a fire in our back yard chiminea. Shoal Creek runs behind my yard and it's often a dry creek bed, but tonight it was a raging river from yesterday's heavy rain fall.
So we sat talking with a rushing river, a pink sunset, and a blazing fire on a cool Texas evening.
It was quite perfect.
I'm not sure if being calm and happy brings out the music or if bringing out the music makes one calm and happy. It's a "what came first, the chicken or the egg" thing right?
Well, I'm calm and happy now for sure.
