It's Good To Be Back

Going to the Drum Major Academy in Indiana was one of the greatest things I've ever been able to do. It was honestly one of the best weeks of my life, and I am so grateful to all the people who made it the best experience I could ever imagine. I would love to post more on the subject, but it's been empirically proven I can literally talk about that week for at least an hour; I'll spare you.

But as much as I wish I could go back to Indiana and relive and reexperience that week, I am so glad to be home. Mostly because of the fact that it's back to marching band time. Last week was a nonstop band week, and this week certainly feels like one.

I am so very tired right now. 'm having dreams that are influencing what I type and saw.