Yesterday I finally played on the streets. Well, practiced. I knew no songs. I went to North Ave & Wells. Played on the south side. I wanted to play in front of Starbucks but I just wanted to practice. I made $1.21 in donations/tips. Now normally, that would have me rethinking my path choice. But, then again, another 30 years would pass or I would be on my death bed saying, “I wish I, could of, would of, should of”.
I plan on going out today again. This time I’m bringing my song book (yesterday I left it at home).
I did a second sitting of my ballet dancer painting yesterday.