Why am I posting these? For two reasons, really. First is to demonstrate that, whether you think I am a decent musician or I suck ass, music became such a part of my life in some way that I continue despite the extensive damage and pain.
The second thing is as a warning. I became disabled before I was 30. Anything can happen to anyone at any time. Don’t take your life for granted. I worked a lot in public safety. Some days, I’d work for the state, then as a cop, and then run as an EMT all in the same day on 4 hours of sleep.
And now, I will repeat: I became disabled before I was 30. I have not been able to live as a normal 30 year old, 40 year old, and soon 50 year old. I may not be in this position had I taken my own advice. I was too busy watching out for others that I didn’t watch out for myself.
