Ending years of silence

The last time I wrote a song must have been sophomore year of college. I've had urges here and there to write something, whether due to hearing some mean progressive acoustic a-la-Michael-Kelsey or taking inspiration from a sunset in the park. Nothing ever worked out and I haven't been able to scratch out anything since. Until now.

Last Friday I just got an urge to write a song for K's birthday. It wasn't a piece of musical genius, but it was fun and meaningful and sounded pretty good. Yeah, it made her blush when I played it, even though nobody else was there.

I was amazed at how easily the words flowed from my head to the paper. And I knew how I wanted it to sound even without my guitar in hands. I must say, I was proud of myself for writing it and very pleased that the inspiration was none other than my Kristin.