JAN. 11. I’M REALLY EMOTIONAL TODAY. I remember about seven years ago, I searched through Craigslist for vocal lessons. A midtown ad caught my eye. The vocal teacher offered lessons for a reasonable price and flexible availability. Our weekly appointments were the highlight of that winter and spring. It was a means to stay occupied after wrapping up a temp office job. Singing was something special, just for me. I was trying to discover if I had the potential to improve, or if it would ignite my courage to explore other creative outlets that could be more fitting. One afternoon, every week, I took a ride along east side Manhattan…