Why “DrumWild,” and Where Are the Drums?

INTRODUCTIONOne Friday afternoon, when I was lamenting certain aspects of my life in a therapy discussion, my therapist chimed in. “Well, at least you can play your drums in your apartment all day, right?” Eh, no. That’s not how things work. What felt really weird to me was that I had to explain to anotherContinue reading “Why “DrumWild,” and Where Are the Drums?”

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