Avoidance behavior

Weird. Just a blink of any eye ago, but what really turns out to be a little over 3 years now. I was sitting in this same spot on my couch, sitting in a darkened room, waiting for the phone to ring. Waiting for a reason to leave my house. Waiting for affirmation that I had something to offer this life. I had pretty much let my local friends wander off, and had kept in touch with but scant few of my friends out of town, and if it weren't for the internet, would have let them disappear altogether. I had so wrapped myself up inside another person that I had forgotten me. It is amazing to me now, just a short time later, that life could be so full of...LIFE. My CD has been out since January, and I've sold a few. It's tough to promote a project on your own, but I'm learning some things and trying to figure out the shortcuts to promotion and marketing. But more importantly, I'm living. My schedule is full these days. My job of course, keeps me busy full-time, but on any given night of the week now, I may be sitting at home with my guitar, working on new songs, or working on perfecting the ones I already do in my shows. I may be doing a show, or going to see some of the great new friends I've made in the memphis music scene play a local club. Or hanging out at the Starbucks that has me do a monthly show there now. Or exploring a new local coffee shop, drumming up a chance to do a show there, and perhaps help drum up some business for the struggling new owners. There the singles group I work with, there's church on sunday, there's the men's group I have breakfast with on fridays. there's my best pal Jamie's band I try to see whenever possible. There's phone calls, text messages, voicemails, emails, snail mails. So many different things that communicate to me that I am valuable, and valued, and loved, and needed, and the best part, wanted. Speaking of wanted, there's my baby doll, Abi. She's the part of it all, we talk on the phone every day that we're not together, and I live for the days I have her. It's tough to put the juggernaut that my life has become on hold for her, but we do it, and that's when life is the sweetest. She's now a part of my music when I play out, by writing out the list of songs I'm gonna play, making suggestions, asking how she can help with cords or smaller pieces of equipment, just wanting to be with her daddy. I've got to do my weekly paperwork now, which is the bane of my existence, but I have been so busy with life lately that I haven't had a chance to blog, and I miss that. Stay tuned for more...