Well here I am at 5am (CDT) - didn't manage to make it to bed, which I knew was coming one of these nights.
The most recent hours of the morning were spent standing with a circle of musicians - strings, super fast fingers, faces contorting with out the usual permission or awareness of their owners.
Notes had colors - browns, reds, oranges - occasionally a green or purple would fly in, but few songs were in minor.
When the music paused between songs we just stood there looking at each other - tired, as if woken from a sleep. So enrapt with the being in the present that our minds cease to think ahead enough to put thoughts into sentences.
I need some breakfast.
jen
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