Sometimes staying put just isn't an option. Glad you took the promotion!

 

Today's song used to be called Fennel. That flowering herb carrot plant thing? Yea, that. But no, I think I inadvertently named it after another girl, Shannon Fennel, I met one summer at camp when I was like 14. Something about those bad-ass names... especially on girls.

 

Anyway, part of my life's reinvention was to rid myself of past infatuations, but I didn't want to completely throw out the music, just refocus it. So I tore off some titles and modified some arrangements. Good as new! So what do I call it now? That's a question I sometimes find myself faced with, especially in the absence of lyrics to help guide me towards a title. Usually, with the help of a few friends, a title emerges. I can't take credit for today's title. It was thought of by my friend and acro partner Nicole Fearnbach who envisioned a circus-esque busker pouring his heart into a performance on the sidewalk of a busy intersection.

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How do your friends have your back? Or in what ways have you tried to reinvent yourself? Email me and share your story!