The coffee is cooling (but still rich and groovy). I'm listening to Rufus Wainwright's version of Lennon and McCartney's "Across the Universe". That's cool, too. Differently.
It's Friday, and the sky is deep faraway blue, sunlight playing down weightlessly.
I have a variety of things to get done but wanted to pop in and do a little Tangerine -- like a quick dance step, in the middle of walking down the street.
"Hey Joe, what do you know?"
It's weekending, again. And a bright and pretty one at that. I'm not sure what's on tap for tonight, but I sort of have a hankering for something new. Maybe I'll get down to the Chapel of Blues for a bit.
There's an invitation to my 20 Year High School class reunion sitting on my desk. I know it is cliched but I have to say it: "Wow, where did the time go?"
High School was a behemoth, while I was in it. A huge world roaring around me. Now it's like a sign swept by and dwindling to a speck in a rear-view mirror. A universe away. I can't decide, just yet, if I'm going to go to the reunion or not.
Still. Twenty years. Wow.
Anyway, gotta run. Time for a two-and-a-half day tap-dance in the sun.
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