i always feel
like black and
all i want to do these days is write. after two full years i'm back in an english classroom and both new and familiar doors are opening again in my brain. some traveling operatic types came through our little town last night and it was hard not to grab the sign-me-up-for-church pencil and paper from the pew back and start scribbling that the pianist looks like a tugboat docked between transport ships!