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Day One Hundred Four (Year Four)

Today was a good day.  Being off from work meant a lot of time to devote to musical things.  Therefore, I:

1) Got things organized a bit in the studio.  It had gotten slightly out of hand of late, and so it was nice to take some time and have things looking good again.  There are a few more things to do in that regard, but then again, there are always a few more things to do in that regard.

2) Picked up the latest round of guitar magazines.  It was my one moment out of the house today, and I ended up with new issues of Guitar World, Acoustic Guitar, and Guitar Techniques.  Seemed like a victory all the way around.

3) Spent some time with the AC/DC tonight as well.  Feeling pretty good about that right now.

4) Talked to my brother for a couple of hours tonight.  We hand a wide-ranging discussion that involved (among other things) listening to music vs. wading into it in order to understand it on a deeper level.  I've said in this space many times that I'm envious of my brother's opportunity to practice 10+ hours a day, and I'm excited that he has the confidence and the passion to go after his dreams.  Admittedly, he and I are at different points in life, and are going about the pursuit of our dreams in different ways (by necessity), but at the end of the day, we're both out there, going after it.  It's not about how long it takes you to achieve your goals, it's about doing it.

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