I'm here

I'm poor, black, I may even be ugly; but dear God, I'm Here! I'm Here!

And that's my name. Less than a month and I'm already getting paid to sing in churches. Sweeeeet. Leading sectionals, being in choirs, Orchestra audition in a couple of weeks. Music is still alive, everyone.

I hit the ground running, it would seem. It might have something to do with the constant gnawing away at my belly (whatamigonnadowhatamigonnadowhatamigonnado)

but I guess fear is as good a motivator as any. I'm looking for opportunities.