Healthy in Paranoid times

I want to sing. I want to sing and sing and sing until my voice is horse and I have to scream to make any sound at all, and then I'll scream until I pass out.
Today, tonight, this lifetime is the perfect opportunity for sound and music. The wind and the birds and my guitar have nothing on me though. I can shout and jump and talk, and above all, sing my heart out.

If you hear something off in the distance, it's probably me.
Join me. I dare you.