Sometimes you try to be philosophical about things, try to over analyze it. I have come to be comfortable in expression. As I sit and think in incomplete sentences, I learn more about myself. Doing and being the way I should have been in the beginning, I have a new appreciation for what life throws. Some good, some drama, but most will make great stories for the kids 20 years from now. So, expression takes many forms and it all depends on what it will be tonight. Is it a look, a word, a touch, a text, a melody, a broken drumstick? It all depends. Tonight it is pen to pc taken to art… …That’s overanalyzing.