I miss cable salads. I miss 15 hour days. I miss running up and down from the booth four hundred times. I miss taping cables. I miss hearing sound through a speaker that wasn’t working. I miss crawling behind a stack of amps to patch one cable. I miss ladders. I miss doing vaguely dangerous and sketchy things to get a job done. I miss focusing speakers. I miss every aspect of work.
I just really miss it. It feels like part of me is missing.