My abiding passion is
A few years ago I went to my high school reunion. I wasn’t feeling a lot of terror about it. I am a successful musician. I have Juno awards and nominations, I felt, as an alumnus, I had done my alma mater proud.

I bumped into someone I hadn’t seen since graduation. I knew that she was respected in her field, well travelled, and successful. I asked what she had been doing since high school, and she ran down the list of degrees and foreign postings and the like. She asked what I had been up to. I gave the condensed version. I was a writer and performer, I sang, and played guitar.

She nodded slowly up and down… “So, you are still doing what you were doing, when you were a teenager then?”

Well, I guess, ya…sorta. I’m not playing as many stairwells now as I did back then, but it’s still pretty fun.

She made it sound like I was in a rut.
So just in case, you think that all I do is play and sing