Winding down and working it out

Well, It's funny this blogger revolution. Millions of people around the world write their inner most feelings in the worlds most public place. I do it, I know people from work that do it, friends and family do it. Whats the most interesting to me is that even though we put these thoughts out there for the world to see, we still are taken aback when the information comes full circle and someone you know or don't know, comments on a posted subject. I have heard more than one person exclaim ' I didn't know that people read that!' and then shrink into their shell, embarrassed. Why do we feel compelled to keep journals? Even more so why are we compelled to place the information where others can see it? Records of our lives..The quest to be immortal, for our stories to stand the test of time? I have been pondering this blogger mania and I felt the need to justify it to myself. What are my reasons for public blogging? I guess...for me I want my family and friends to be able to see what I have been up to in my years 'Out West'. Most of my highschool friends back home would be suprised that I am pursuing a music career. I have always been involved in instrumental music, but it's only been in the past few years that I have come into my voice. I keep these records so that anyone who listens to my music can also get a glimpse into the person that writes the songs. I guess it also keeps me grounded. I titled this passage 'Winding down and working it out'. The winding down part is what I have been doing over the past week, settling back in after the 'mini-tour' and the working-it-out is the realization that I have less than 4 months until I am a full time artist. No more cushy 40-hour workweek to fall back on. It's going to be raw. It's going to be exciting. I am also sure that at several points along the way I am going to be completely frustrated. It is going to be the most exciting adventure that I have started out on and I am looking forward to every moment of it. I remember when my Dad dropped me off at the Union Station in Toronto when I was moving out to BC. He said that he was proud of me and excited for me and that who-knew what the future held, but that I was going to meet great people and have great experiences. In the days before I left TO I watched the East Coast Music Awards and wished that I someday would grace a stage such as that one (except on the West Coast). I have always dreamed of being a singer-songwriter. An who knows? With some more hard work it just might happen and if even if not, it's going to be one hell of a ride! My adventure continues......