Missing.

I really miss drumline.
Well, not really the people in drumline.
The performance.
I miss strapping on the 40 some pound drums,
grabbing my four pairs of sticks,
and running.
Yeah. Running.
I miss it. I want it back.
I just, don't want the marching band part.
I really want to drum.
I always get these urges, around this time at night.
This time, meaning, too late at night.
I don't know which book I should start.
Blue Devils or Cavaliers.
I just want that thrill to perform.