the morning starts w a nightmare woken up from by an always good kitty who also lettuce go back sleeping - some tea and fig bars even some bluesky hours later
so far so good
and then
the fuckery is unleashed and i lose a half hour dealing - still not resolved may never bee until a new laptop - mine is ancient like the aliens we dont watch
some gull squawk
and then we realize there has been no murder - we go outside and summon a couple of crows and there is birdsong also
despite the terrifying fuckery that is soul killing and not tawking bout something minor like a tek hatez t moment
despite coffee reinforcements we lagging but a movie later in an actual theatre - tho the last time we went to one there was maybe half a dozen total audience - i fear the demise of anything not streaming
we play guitar and sing and trance out playing lines over and over the variations trynna sublime perfection -healing magic -we sometimes mostly settle for in tune - the right key - in time (sorta we quirky af and change it random ) and as soulful as we can make it at any given moment despite some limitations vocally 4 instance or some sparks and combination of the 2 and once in while we suck lol - trynna get the strength up - its hard these days tho not quite mournful as jackson
anyway time to bag it up and start the day again it just turned afternoon
anyway
hallelujah
(oh yah theres more that we didnt mention and more to do than gonna - thats a given not to mention the infinity that is laundry and how daunting three flights 3 x can b lol but true tho an average day is 3 x or more to start with )
did we mention caturday ?
