As I sit in the Calgary International airport, waiting for boarding to Winnipeg, I’m in a reflective kind of state.
Have you ever just sort of wondered how you got to a point you’re in at life. Like, completely non-judgmental, but just …pondering? I’m totally there. I’ve got my luggage holding my snare and all my tour clothes and the essentials (travel roller, skipping rope, running shoes, grooming kit etc…) and my carry on consists of my cymbal bag, stick bag and another bag full of books, this MacBook and a couple more items that couldn’t get in the checked bag.
I know wait to go on an adventure I’ve dreamed of since I started playing. I thought in high school… “it’d be so cool…” So much that I actually literally wrote it down as my Grade 12 graduation yearbook quote:
“I’m gonna be a rock star one day!”
Crazy. I mean, the meaning back then is a little different than now, but I think I hit it on the head with persistence and patience and just pursuing what I love hard.
Power of words.