Ahoy there captain, Permission to come aboard, Sir?
I
Bravery is what happens when you're scared but you do it anyway of your own accord. You're a coward if you do it just because they told you to, bravery is standing up to them.
The fear becomes less as you continue in your bravery and nothing bad comes of it, eventually I'm sure, the fear will go altogether as what used to take bravery becomes second nature. I must continue to be brave as my fear is still very real, but I met you didn't I? My effort had reward.
II
Smoke curls around the room, originating from an incense cone, Frankincense, it smells dusty but sweet, filling my senses and permeating the things I own. Bruce is playing on the stereo, telling me to stand tight and take hold. The rain is falling leaving the leafless birch hanging with sparkling tears. Here I sit on sunday afternoon, afraid and yet eager for Thursday night, for the music and the people who make it.
