Thursday, September 29, 2011

Sigh

Tonight there is a rusted dimly glowing perfect amber sliver of a moon

Tomorrow there will be no moon at all

A new moon

Tomorrow I will sing my heart out

Tonight I will relax... let myself feel inspired, and sleep, for 10 hours.  Before 2 am. 

We're on at 8.  Be there.  Or pray for me.

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