the natural state

i, well i'm in the kind of mood to where i couldn't start typing until the bar at the bottom of my screen said "done," if you know what i mean.

i know, i know. i said "if," not "since."

i'm doing well - very full, which is complicated and therefore a little overwhelming but really nice?

i am . . . going to lean my head back and listen to this song. excuse me.

well, thunderstorms and finished business, i suppose. and unfinished business and sinking into couches and cleaning up kid's toys and wooden kitchen tables and concerts and pulsing and the difference between relating to something and actually feeling it.

i'm sleepy. i've been up for 18 hours and i think my need for rest supercedes just about everything. including logical thought processes, but i've never been really good at those, anyway . . .

mm. goodnight.

. . . i'm still gone
on a quest for my song

well i'm on a champagne high

[sister hazel]