Mike "Pops" Klumpp

Today was a day. It lacked routine. Nothing happened as anticipated.

Therapy for me on these days is to search through the airwaves for music. Music anchors me. Music inspires me. Music compliments and affirms me. I love listening to music.

Jesse Murph and BigXthaPlug lead off the morning after my online teaching in Albania. That Mexican OT slipped into the next slot. Then I was interrupted by a need to deal with issues with a phone service.

When I re-emerged from reality to peek around the corners in my alternate universe, I went old school hard core. NIB Black Sabbath with the volume scaring the dogs and little children. But, that was where I was at. I tried to write a bit and angry rhymes spilled forth into my journal. I don’t know why. I didn’t feel angry. (Crack open the head seam a bit and look in…it’s dark in there. Hmmmm.)

I had to deal with an emergency response to a friend who was in a slight auto accident. Coming back down the highway I decided to lower the rage and pulled out my tai chi playlist “Gong”. It slowed me down and I was able to drive without endangering anyone.

And I arrived home. Darkness settled outside and reawakened the darkness within. Alice Cooper “Generation Landslide.”

All in all, the medicine is working. Whatever is on the inside is working to the surface. Something creative will sprout. When it does…I will share it with you. In the meantime – Schools Out!