Woke Up To Play!

I just put my guitar down.

Been playing since before the sun came up.

This happens from time to time.

A strong urge to play, like I need it to survive.

I can’t figure out where it comes from, this force.

When it happens, I sorta lose the sense of where I am.

I’m just dialed in and I play until the feeling leaves.

It seems to just end, you know? Like it has no more juice.

Sometime, later today or tomorrow, I’ll get a strange feeling that makes me hate having this urge to play.

I don’t know where that comes from either.

It seems like I feel bad that I’m not always in that zone, just playing without any thoughts.

Or maybe that I won’t let myself get there often.

I guess that’s why it usually happens, the urge, before I’m even awake.

It kinda wakes me and doesn’t give me time to get my bearings.

I know it sounds like it’s in control and that’s how it feels.

I always seem to play my best when it happens.

Sometimes, I have a hard time figuring me out.

I love and hate most things in my life.

Don’t think this will ever change, but, you know, I do alright for a guy just wanting to exist.

#SingYourSong