This wasn’t where we were supposed to be at 10:30pm on a Tuesday night. We should’ve been home, together, freshly showered after dance practice, getting into bed, snuggling with the dogs and whispering thoughts from our day. But instead I sat in the emergency waiting room, TV overhead blaring out the day’s news, surrounded by people in all manner of pain – physical, mental, emotional.
Yesterday was such an awesome day I almost cried all day. Screw manliness, tears are a natural reaction to being profoundly moved and I was. Yesterday my first jazz album - Josh Klipp & the Klipptones, Live at Enrico's - went live on iTunes. I whooped up and down my hallway, jumping in the air, pumping my fists, then realized I was still in my pajamas and probably woke the neighbors (they kept me up late with their incessant humping so whatever).
I felt like I'd won an Academy Award or a Gold Medal - things people spend lives working toward - because I have....