dream a little dream

Today is wretched and tiring. Tomorrow is the same. Only now is peaceful. Now is serene and comforting. Try to find the bliss of now.

Well, I made it. From the way I left things last week, I'd either be run over or out of breath by now. Truthfully, Monday just takes it all out of me. I can't win on Monday. So, I try to put Monday off. I'm doing it right now.

I am getting into this habit now, and it is fun to see myself do something seriously other than marriage, music, & work. Can't believe it's gone on this long. I thought that it would've been over in a couple of weeks, but I can see that I am starting to need you. So take that, but don't run with it. You'll fall, and it's sharp.

One of the things that I always look forward to is the coming of winter. Autumn is only that, nothing more. People will say that they love autumn, and I do too. But let's call it what it is. The anticipation season. Everything about autumn is so up front and obvious. Start putting on more clothes, it's cold. Start harvesting food, your plants are slowly dying. Start cleaning your gutters, there are leaves falling from the trees. If/then. Nothing held back, no punches softened. All the subtle niceties gone. You ARE freezing to death out here. But not me. I can wear my jackets, I can light a fire in the creek, and if it's cold enough, I can slaughter a hog. There is no better time.

Next week, I will tell you about In The Year Of The Pig, and their show this friday with Death Came Down The Mountain and The Curtains Of Night (CD release) at the Local 506.