day 202: chaos in B major

Chaos.

That seems like the most accurate word for me.

For right now.

(or perhaps that's due to the general feeling of everything blowing up in my face, currently)

Yeah.

I think that's it.

In the meanwhile, in the midst of the chaos, there's a soundtrack.

Constantly playing.

Sometimes audible to others.

But more often only to me.

On silent repeat in my mind.

So inclined to peek into my mind? My silent soundtrack?

Okay.

So be it.

I waver between my all-time fav (and husband in a different lifetime) Jack and a wayward variant of my childhood soundtrack, the Avetts.

Did I mention that my co-favorite uncle made a phone call.....and I got to go to the sold-out Avett Bros concert on Saturday.....free for me (minus the props given here) and my big sis?

Well, I did.

Here we are.

Dressed in our finest cold-weather regalia.

And the best quote of the night was, "Um....I don't think that's the correct way to play a banjo." Hah. Most definitely. That's what I love about them. It's a tinge of bluegrass, with a smidge of not so much. Different. Which is me, to a T. Old-fashioned and classic, and add two dollops of different.

Don't be so concerned at the moment at what appears to be my scattered-ness.

I'm quite fine (or that's what I'm now telling myself).

It's chaos around here, in my mind.

In B major.