  'The Answer' I wish I posted more often. I just feel like every time I do, something profound or monumental should have happened to warrant it. Now that something has, I am speechless. My words seem superfluous; my thoughts are scattered and indecisive.
The right way always seems just a GRE word away, or a Joyce-esque enigma further. Nonetheless, the profundity is upon me: I wrote a song. But more than that, I wrote a song that I like. After six years of grueling practice, of late nights and disgruntled neighbors, of caloused fingers and broken picks, I wrote a song that puts a smile on my face when I play it and realize that it is my own, that I created it. The feeling is immeasurable. Everyone has something that they want, that they've wanted for a long time.
This is the feeling after all the pain - physical, emotional, psychological - after the effort, the practice, the precision, the turmoil, the frustration, the misunderstanding, the hopelessness. I'm past that for now; this is the payoff. This is the accomplishment and the reward. This is the enjoyment. "Was anything enough to kiss the ground And say I'm here now? " - John Mayer (What can I say, I got the new cd and it's really good. ) 
