Musical Midlife Crisis

It all began this past August with an innocent mp3 album purchase & download from Amazon. Rarely do I shell out Benjamins for music anymore, but I wanted something fresh to take with me on the first ever Ward family vacation to The Land of Enchantment (New Mexico, to the layman ;0). The next thing I know, BAM!! It's 3 months later & my jaw is still on the floor. Haven't listened to much of anything else since (as my children can attest). Never in my life have I been so profoundly overcome by such a magnificent, musical body of work. There are no words. On second thought, perhaps there are. A.) Hiromi, like any other giant in their respective field, has without question raised the bar for all of us. B.) This album represents a turning point in my life, as it has drastically deepened my love for my craft (surprisingly more so than any other previous education or experiences I can recall to date...am I boring you?). C.) Most importantly, it has inspired me to higher heights & deeper seas. I find myself wanting to push the envelope all the further. And why shouldn't I? This life we lead is no dress rehearsal. If only we had the lifespan of those in Old Testament times I might be able to catch her with 15 hour practice days by age 798 (of course the idea of retiring at age 985 doesn't exactly sound appealing now that I think about it). So with new found inspiration, I press onward while reminded of the endearing words of the immortal Winston Churchill, when he boldly stated- "I am easily satisfied... with the very best!" Hear! Hear! ;0)