I remember when my dad first taught me to play guitar. He taught me three chords : G, A, and D. And I remember he told me to sit outside on our porch swing and to just listen and to let those three chords come naturally and to let the strumming/picking just flow. So ten years ago, I did that, and today I am doing it again. He used to call me his little Janis Joplin. I miss that so much. His death anniversary is coming soon on the 20th, and I shall be in New York with my best friends and great msuic. Can’t think of a better distraction than that!