And everytime there’s a rough night or a rough patch or a slow stink of depression forming around me, something good comes through…
My friend Holly wrote: “last night, when Bill Shill did Molotov Swell and everyone was singing along (b/c it’s just such an amazing song that people were instantaneously compelled to learn once you guys left) and some people even had tears in their eyes, I just kept thinking, “Man, I wish Rob and Heather could just see this – just be transported here for at least this very moment and then maybe they could see how much what they do really does matter and really does mean something.”
Something’s working. SOMETHING is working. It’s a bright, sunshiny morning in Morrisville, NC. At first the sun was adverse to my mood, but slowly I grew conscious of a very, very nice morning temperature… after a lush, hot shower, I figured that I MIGHT just be ready for the day.
Happy October everyone!
