Before you start reading this post I’d like for you to pause and find Fist of Fury by Kamasi Washington and begin playing it.
Are you playing it? Don’t cheat and read this without those sweet tunes.
Ok. Now, I know next to nothing about music composition, but do you get the sense of anticipation when you listen to the first notes? A call to arms of some sort? The need to kick some names and take some butt?

Are you excited? I get that question a lot. The answer is always complicated. I’m excited I’m leaving on a new adventure. I’m sad that I’m leaving my partner, friends, and family. I’m nervous about not being able to fully communicate with locals and get certain nuances. I’m excited to meet my cohort. I’m sad that it will be a while before I eat another bowl of ramen. I’m a mixed bag of emotions.
I have intense FOMO for the next two years. I’m going to miss so much. Drake will be 10!! My mum’s hubby will experience snow for the first time! My partner will start grad school! Little Auggie and Wells will be 2 and Piper will be saying complete sentences. AHH. Life moves so fast! So yeah, I’m very emotional. A gif that would perfectly capture my current state would be Kermit the frog flailing.

As I conclude, you’re prolly wondering where the Fists of Fury tied in — it didn’t. I just wanted you to listen to some new tunes π
