Whenever I make a mistake, I’m reminded of how painful it is when ‘I’m sorry’ doesn’t instantly heal the other person’s hurt feelings.
Tracks
Vaclav Navrat, baroque violin, playing Antonio Vivaldi’s Spring, 2nd movement, from The Four Seasons.
…But my hands
Only find the
Warmth of familiar linens
When night
Is finally
Allowed to at
Long last fall…
And even were I
To find another there
Next to me…
The colors
Would remain the same –
A heart that
Never stops aching…
A heart that
Never stops beating…
Even when all dreams –
Of memory and creation alike –
Finally do cease.
Today I played up at KentRidge at Golden Pond in Kent, Ohio. What a sweet group of people to play for! Perry (my guitar accompanist) and I certainly had fun. I love what I do!
The light which puts out our eyes is darkness to us. Only that day dawns to which we are awake. There is more day to dawn. The sun is but a morning star.
Robert Downey Jr. as Sherlock Holmes = pure perfection embodied. Scruffy, scrappy, and sexy as hell.
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Track Name
Anne Arrives
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Album
Evening
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Artist
Jan A.P. Kaczmarek
Music that describes every longing that I cannot put into words.
She seems so cool, so focused, so quiet, yet her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon. You think you know all there is to know about her immediately upon meeting her, but everything you think you know is wrong. Passion flows through her like a river of blood.
She only looked away for a moment, and the mask slipped, and you fell. All your tomorrows start here.
We are constantly invited to be who we are.
Be yourself - not your idea of what you think somebody else’s idea of yourself should be.
