A world full of kindness. Contains a few bad eggs.

I'd been experiencing such a bevy of wonderful, sharing, caring, good, helpful humans on my travels, that I let my guard down.

I was in Jacksonville enjoying the Michael Franti concert when I walked away from my bag for 1 minute (had to pee, was 20 feet away). Came back to find the ukelele that has traveled with me for years, that my mother gave me, stolen.

I am less heartbroken about the thing, it can be replaced... I am most sad about not being able to make music, losing what my mother gave me, and losing a very good friend that has traveled with me for years. I learned to love the ukelele on that Kala tenor uke.