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When I woke this morning, all that I could hear were the birds singing. Living in a usually bustling little city; it was bittersweet.
I brought my guitar and me to the empty car-park below my apartment block and wondered if I could join them, as I've really been missing performing to an audience lately. I was nervous that I'd get rejected, as the standard was so high, but, to my relief, they let me sing one with them. Just one.
Wishing everybody good health, strength and patience. The summertime is coming.