Revive

This weekend I did some things that I hadn't done in a long time.  I took new people to frozen lakes above 9000 feet.  I cried until I hiccupped and gnawed a bunch of skin off my knuckles.  I sweated and pushed and fought through a routine until I saw stars and had to put my head between my knees.  I sang songs I barely remember and spent actual drum time in front of actual other people.  Oh, and I spent some real, billable time at work.

I have decided on a new year's resolution.  I want to incorporate some of the creative pastimes that used to mean so much to me into my now life.  I'm a grownup now or something, but I don't think I've killed Lark off entirely.