Awake to the dark,
front lobes assessing:
damage minor.
Glee seeps from my brainstem,
revelry managed well;
thoughts slowly connect.
Tendrils of ground beans
snake up my nose,
anticipation warms its hands
around my heart.
Music tomorrow:
lucky me.
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Narble Furt Lives 
I like it…black and in a man’s cup.
There is NO other way for me. I still add rum sometimes, but not usually in the morning. 🙂
No rum for me….
Nope. That “other” road petered out pretty quick. All is well.
What a lovely way to open to a day! Hope it was all you anticipated. 🙂
It was big fun. Got to play with an old pal and it sounded really good.
I hate when glee seeps from my brainstem.
It’s ruined many of my shirts. And stained more than a few pillow cases.