Wrote a song about it...
When I was 16, I used to sit on the front porch of my parents' house in the woods in Silver Spring, MD with my guitar. I'd sing for the trees and in my mind, it was a festival. They were all moving in the wind, totally into what I was doing. Sometimes, we'd even sing together.
When this character, Calhoun Tobbs, came on the comedy show, In Living Color, man I had to laugh my head off. His mantra is the story of my life.
It hasn't quite been 75 years or 12,000 songs. Sometimes, when I sit on the front steps, singing to the trees and the birds and the passing cars, I have to laugh about it. Still dreaming, 'picking and grinning' (as my dad used to say) and writing songs about it all.
I'm sure glad when you like to hear them. I reckon I'd be singing them either way.
How often do you get a chance to stop and laugh at yourself?