January 31st starts with a song

It's my first post after waaaay too many years and -also- my first post in english! (well, yay to me!!!!)
I will greet the last day of the first month of 2017 with a song:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SWSz_PAfgNc

(damn I need to learn more things about adding links...It's been some time after all)

So, off to new job (pretty much the same, but more travelling), off to a new day full of possibilities...

And -pinky promise- I will take all of this seriously, because life is short and I still haven't played as much music as I wanted...

Goodmorning people!


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