tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44201127091772549022011-08-28T12:15:43.703-07:00Underpasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04469217041393840684noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4420112709177254902.post-11273080606521270972011-05-30T15:22:00.000-07:002011-05-30T15:27:13.050-07:00I had pretty much hit rock bottom tonight.<br /><br />For various reasons, but I was fairly completely despair filled.<br /><br />I went down to the Cayo Arms in Cardiff and came across an incredibly disparate bunch of people, who reminded me who I am, and why I love who I am.<br /><br />Out of nowhere came some old folks, who looked like they would be happier with their Ovaltine, two young girls, a bunch of middle aged dudes, whose Monday night was entirely devoted to playing music together, for no-ones appreciation but their own.<br /><br />They invited me to join them, and so I spent an hour playing guitar with them, while they played violin, accordion, and various other instruments.<br /><br />and I remembered why I am who I am, and why I do what I do.<br /><br />Thankyou, you lot.<br /><br />L<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4420112709177254902-1127308060652127097?l=leeunderpass.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Underpasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04469217041393840684noreply@blogger.com0