The bulb gives off a golden color. The only white light comes through the windows and the screen. Rain is pouring from the edge of the roof and pounding the saw dust and the fallen trees. I am in love with the thunder, the electricity, the flashlight, the candles and the music.
Today I am grateful for a good roof.
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Thunder, lightning, rain, the Gibsons and Teskey. Damn.
https://youtu.be/StV9lElcvAY
"Drenched in opiates and regret, I heard this song once and became besotted by it. It sounds like lost love, past lives, unforgiven mistakes, and transgressions." - Anthony Bourdain
Nice. Thank you.
Awesome quote. Speaking of regret, it boiled one of mine to the top. The time she said " come over, me and the owls don't mind" and I was to scared to react.
Maybe it was less about fear and more rational thought.
Probably so, either way scared the hell outta me. Hard for me to understand how someone has that kind of an affect on me, nothing or no one else does.
I'm thinking though we're in love with a narrative we have built about us and we would ruin this, which is so completely beautiful, by chasing a story that scares the hell out of us. Everything changes, they say, but please tell me we don't have to.
We don't have to.
Beautiful. Thank you.
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Oops, ain't where I intended to land. Hang on, I got sumthin better coming.
https://youtu.be/QIYYZIRG95U
Ah, yes. Prince.Sweet pick. I hereby declare the entire 1999 album. Hope you're getting some sleep.
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