So, it’s a rainy and cold Monday here in New York. I don’t feel like doing anything I’m supposed to be working on. Something has to get done, but Mr. Resistance is looking at me giving me the side eye. The Muse won’t be hovering anywhere near me because, as usual, I’m not at my desk.
What else is new?
Here I am, at the computer, wasting time, in my opinion. Yes, there’s the networking stuff that has to get done, but I’m just not into it.
I’m busy daydreaming. I’m somewhere else in my head. I’m here:
Son#1 plays traditional Greek music here in N.Y. and around the country. He’s gotten really good at it and has had the opportunity to play his various Greek instruments with some top Greek artists. I’m proud of him to say the least.
He had the chance to play on a new song last year and it’s just been released as a single. It’s on iTunes and you can buy it if you like it.
When I heard the music for the first time it gave me chills and tears of pride. His name is even in the credits and there’s a photo of him playing his instrument, a lyra. I had a “That’s my kid!” moment. It’s so exciting to me.
This song reminds me of summer vacation in Greece, the sea, the sun, the deep blue waters of the islands, and the rest.
For right now, I’m on vacation. It could rain outside all day long, but if I listen to my son’s song I could be sailing to the island on a sunny, warm Aegean day, watching the waves of the deep blue water, seeing the white houses dotting the villages, the low mountains with churches and monasteries up high.
Far away.
