oh those detestable little buggers. Class, don't start. They'll just stink up your life and annoy other people around you. That said a few of the peeps, myself included checked out the Okkervil River show last night in Covington. Really cool, little, dingy, shady rock club just this side of the,...well,..river. (no pun intended). Nothing too substantial to report. The music was raw and full of energy and the company top notch. So, enjoyable night overall except the "dodgy" drive home. I think I was approaching hour 21 of being awake by the time head hit pillow. Eyes heavy like the fresh snow on a limbering tree branch, (not sure if that worked or not) I finally found my peace near 3 am. All is well now, no worries.
I always remember how much I love live music, standing there, not being able to breathe clearly, the 2 drunkest guys in the club jumping wildly right next to me. I'm a magnet for those kind of people. We all are, aren't we? I guess in the end, that's what makes the experience memorable. 3 day weekends are a gift from God, so without further ado, I'll get started on God's gift and leave you with a thought or 2 on the great shut-eye. Cheers! Lot's to do.
feelings of sleep
around the same time each night
I search for a peace, a closing.
Will those final words
bury my mind in the sand?
This is a constant I
cannot live without living with.
Close your eyes and
sink through your head.
Remember that you realized something,
but now it doesn't matter.
It was honey, & warmth &
a state of being.
Sink inside yourself,
will this Serenity last?
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