I am listening to the recently completed mix of Fade Away. I played all the instruments except drums and did none of the vocals. I am pleased that the mix sounds like a band rather than a studio creation. It starts simply enough: a finger-picked guitar and bass. Then the vocal. Then the electric rhythm. The first solo and now power chords... Then the second solo. The tension builds into a crescendo. The song does what I wanted it to do. I am pleased with myself. I'll have to mix it down to an MP.3 and change the link to this or another song. Precis is good, but it is just that: a precis to something greater.
I spoke with a principal at the continuation high school - the school for kids with serious academic issues or court involvement. He wants to interview me for a position. I think that this could be a good thing. I am hopeful. It may mean a change in credential. That is OK. I would love to be there. It is a good school and with a population that I not only understand but can reach. I am one of the people that is not intimidated by them. I see them as kids. Nothing more or less.
I will have to complete my final for one of my least favorite classes. A necessary exercise, I fear.
My financial aid check - the first one - was mailed on Tuesday. I should be getting it tomorrow. I am hopeful as I have to pay rent and a whole slew of other expenses.
Life may be taking a turn for the better. I am hopeful, cautiously, but hopeful.
Life is good.
