I miss you. I miss you a lot. We used to hang out a lot. Now I barely spend any time with you. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE listening to music, and I love harmonizing like an obnixious Alto to all of the hits on the radio... but I miss MAKING music. I miss playing the drums. I miss sitting behind the piano and learning new pieces, ones that MOVE me. I miss singing in an amazing choir in college and performing at world-class venues and feeling like I was part of something unbelievable. Music made me FEEL. I miss it. When I have a little more free time this winter, let's hang out again.