Journey of a Thousand Miles

My first recording session went AMAZING!!!! This is the start to something beautiful and terrific. I have wanted to do this for a long time, and I can't believe it's finally here, and it is everything I ever hoped for. The second I walked into the recording studio, my adrenaline rushed, and I knew it was exactly where I was meant to be. I was meant to do this. At first, I was so nervous to be singing and playing in front of a complete stranger, or in front of anyone for that matter, and my voice wasn't up to par. But once I got comfortable and we recorded a few more tracks, my voice got better, and I eased up, and I thoroughly enjoyed the experience. I can't wait to record more songs! I wish I had done this a long time ago. I could be on the road by now! So my recording engineer really likes my voice and my music, which was really encouraging. He told me everything I wanted to hear and more.

So in light of my last post about taking more risks, I decided to risk sounding/looking like a fool, and I am finally going to a recording studio this Friday and playing my music for a producer. I've played guitar since I was 16 and wrote quite alot of songs since then- enough to make a CD- but I have never played them for anybody (except my mom and my cat) because I'm so afraid that I'll make a complete fool of myself. So despite my fears, I am taking the risk and stepping out of my comfort zone and doing something I wish I'd done a long time ago. I am going to get my songs recorded. I can finally mark this goal off my list. Wish me luck!

I realized today that I am not willing to take the risks it requires to get what I want out of life. All my goals require a little risk-taking, and I've been shying away from them, and then wondering why I can't get what I want out of life. I think it's high time I start practicing some calculated risk-taking.

I went digging through a box of notebooks and magazines today, trying to purge the junk, and I came across a list of goals and universities I wanted to attend, and it reminded me of how much zeal, how much passion I had for life before the "real world" bogged me down with work, work, and more passionless work. And then I wondered, what if I had gone on to attend those schools and had gone after those goals? Would I have made it? Where would I be right now? I feel that my life has gone very slow since graduating college, and by slow, I mean, the things that I want in life have come very slowly. Maybe it's good that way because I get time to enjoy it, but at the same time, I feel that I have settled for less. I feel that I could get so much more out of life if I just confront my fears, doubts, and worries and just do whatever it is that I want to do. Because then atleast I'll know if that's really want I want out of life and I never have to wonder what if? Atle