Went to the last folk session for me until the plague recedes last Monday evening. I don't think I've ever sung so happily or so well. I didn't have anything with me (didn't think I'd be asked, as I was a guest and never been) but dang. I went through whatever I could remember and once I got the wifi working on phone added in proper folk as I needed the lyrics. There was a great mix there and everyone seemed to have a touch of the muse.
I realise part of the high was just being oxygenated by singing... still it was so, so great to have perfect strangers appreciate a noob. It helped a little that my friend is a regular and plays blues - my blues attempts weren't out of place.
I've been away from here and a lot of places due to depression biting down pretty hard, but I'm a bit better now. It was bittersweet knowing no venues will be open for a while after a magical night. However, there's nothing stopping me from practicing more, maybe when we come out the other side I'll have a whole new reppy-twar?