what’s been occupying my time since Wednesday evening in pennsylvania.
in Loved Ones, Thoughts and Feelings
as birth, birth center, black marker, boughs of holly, brand new baby, center, drinking, golden hour, grilled cheese sandwich, house, peanut, pennsylvania countryside, recording, recording music, show, singing christmas carols, sister, tape, time, tiny piano
*visiting my friend’s brand new baby at the birth center*singing christmas carols*attending my nieces’ play*singing at a house show*baking loaves (and loaves!) of bread*wrapping presents with my sister*drawing pictures*making cards*recording music*lots of yoga*eating (drinking?) a peanut butter milkshake*receiving oddly wonderful gifts–i.e.: an old school walkman, complete with large headphones and a real cassette tape with the words, big beats, tiny piano scrawled across it in black marker and also, opening up a box of chocolate covered edamame*reuniting with some friends for life*hearing someone tell me, “If I ever ran into the people who’ve been unkind to you, I’d deck ‘em! And NOT with boughs of holly, either.”*eating a grilled cheese sandwich across the table from a friend I don’t see often enough* telling as many people as I can to have a merry christmas*gazing at the tree–so brightly lit, like it’s trying to get my attention (and it worked)*playing the ukulele*wishing I could give a present to every person I know, just about*loving the pennsylvania countryside, especially during that golden hour when the light is waning*getting laughed at by an elderly female stranger because my shirt and pants don’t match (yeah, I know; I did it on purpose)*missing Latshaw-WEST, cause it’s not the same, not nearly the same, without them*feeling like smiling more often than not lately*still crying sometimes, but realizing that it’s often like a summer storm; the clouds roll in quickly, and just as quickly roll out*wearing dresses and boots*reading stories–real stories!–that have nothing whatsoever to do with me, a refreshing change from self-anlaytical books, I must say*actually, truly, NO REALLY! I AM! looking forward to tomorrow, to Christmas, smiling a little thinking about it, even, so–ain’t that something?
Ain’t that something, indeed.
I don’t want to forget
in I Lift My Eyes Up, Performance, photography, Thoughts and Feelings
as A Chorus Line, anything, bamboo forrest, birth center, city, don miller, emoji, God, Japan, mental energy, Miles, picture, sentimental/inspiration, sort, time
It’s weird, I sort of already forgot about this. 
I mean, I know I haven’t really. And I know it happened and all that, but I’ve barely given it any thought at all. Not until I looked at this picture, actually. And how strange it is to not be going back to some city sometime soon, for a soundcheck at four and the hope of a Whole Foods that is within a walkable distance.
Walking in a bamboo forrest that dwarfed me. 
