There is something to be said about the underground. That place where not everyone goes. I am most familiar with the underground music scene. Underneath, there is room to percolate, explore, create and most importantly, do it your own way. You don’t have to follow “the rules”, whatever those rules may be. You make the rules, you own your power, you do-it-yourself. I often wonder if the DIY scene still exists with such fervor. I am sure it does, it is just not on my level anymore. Or I’m not on its level. Somehow I suddenly find myself above ground, not pushed up, pulled up, by time, age, life, adulthood, “reality”. It happened so slowly that I kind of didn’t notice, otherwise I would have stopped it in its tracks, about faced and headed back down.