One Good Reason

I have always been a music admirer but lately I have felt the urge, or I should say MORE of an urge, to play music. I have always kept up my writing and as a result I have occasionally composed song lyrics. I've dabbled on the guitar as well as the piano and have developed something of an ear for it. The discussion now is whether or not I should take it further. I could, perhaps, start taking private piano lessons and singing classes. The hobby, for lack of a better term, could be a great outlet for what little creativity I've been given. And yet, in the midst of making this decision, which weighs heavier than any of such insignificance ought to, I find myself requesting one thing. Give me one reason not to. Give me one good reason why it would be detrimental or harmful in any way. I find myself, in the midst of this inner discussion, realizing that a lot of decisions we struggle to make could gain from such a perspective. Should I go back to school? What's one good reason not to? Should I talk to someone about that personal issue I keep running from? (uh oh, just got deep) Find one decent reason not to and I'll find someone who hides in fear behind their excuses. So ya, in case you're wondering, I am going to start taking piano lessons... Why not?

More to come on this endeavor...

Brief Explanation

The name "The Carpool Lane" comes from an idea I had during a staff meeting at the church. I was under the impression that I had developed this great idea and, in a miserable effort to explain myself, used the carpool lane as a metaphor for whatever message I had hoped to purvey. To my horror it multiplied the confusion, and humor, and evaporated any hope of getting my point across. I can't recall the meaning of it at this point but, regardless, it represents a sad attempt at expressing myself, which leads us to this blog...

Enter the Blogger

In some way or another I have always "blogged" but I feel like I should make it official. So here I am, following suit. The extra motivation for starting this came in the forms of an annoyance with Facebook as well as some interesting ventures in the near future. I figure, when you've stumbled upon some excellent writing material, you might as well start writing. I was blessed, genetically as I see it, with the gift of exaggeration. I will do my best to write with sincerity and accuracy but never at the cost of the reader's enjoyment. Inspiration is not limited to reality. Whether it be some spiritual truth or radical story, I will do my best to promptly post these articles for the audience that has yet to exist.