Don't It Always Seem To Go

Well, about a month later, my break is almost over. All my junk's packed up, and mom and I will be heading out tomorrow morning for the journey back to Blacksburg. I must say that the new semester is coming with mixed feelings on my end. Sure, this has been one of the most productive breaks for me yet - I've accomplished pretty much everything I set out to do when I got home - but even after four years of this, there's still something bittersweet about leaving home again. Maybe because I realize I'll only have a few more stays like this before I get a job and get shipped off to the real world. Eh, I'll take that fork in the road when I get to it.

My last day home has been cool, despite the packing. I headed up to Stuart's for a last-minute jam session, and it was like we'd never stopped playing music together. He had a bunch of songs semi-recorded, as always, and I had a few ideas bouncing around my head, so we just let it all flow out and had a grand ol' time. We ended up with five good songs that will probably be EP-worthy. That was my goal, at least, 'cause I was craving some more stuff by us. An EP would fill that missing niche nicely.

He also finally came up with a moniker for our group that we both liked, since U.S. 52 had become slightly dated. We are now Hello To The Ghost. It has a nice ring to it, I think. It feels good to be collaborating on some music again, and with any luck it'll get my mind churning on some of my own songs.

When next I write, I'll be back in the burg of Black. Huzzah!