Living in the Pocket
I look at this and I imagine my fingers being scared, so they hide in the pocket... Since I was a kid, I've had a lot of desires and dreams, but I wasn't really allowed to do a lot of things. When I got "grown", I was bold enough to make whatever reckless, adventurous decision I felt like making, with no fear. YOLO right? Here's the thing! Now that I'm very much an adult, I don't have that same boldness that I did just a few years ago. I still have many things that I want to do, things I believe I'm good at, but I get stifled (sometimes right at the conception of the thought) -I let fear set in and I want to either quit, or not give it all I have because I start feeling incapable. So I live in the pocket... I've often heard the phrase "stay in the pocket" as a joke on musicians who do the most on their instrument. It's like they are trying to shine so much and they forget that they're playing with a band. So in the audie...