Music. This past weekend it's been leaking out of my pores, dancing in my soul. I've been listening to some pretty wicked new jams, courtesy of the modern wonder that is Spotfiy, and attempting to play some riffs on my banjo. Every day I am so grateful that God has given me a gift, and passion for, music. I love to sing, write songs, pluck away at the acoustic strings of my guitar, Little Mikey. There's a story behind that guitar that I think is worth telling, someday. Maybe when I'm done with this semester!!
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So grateful
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