10 March 2008

Fleet summer feet, for one of these mornings I hope to rise up singing.



big brother & the holding company and janis joplin,
summertime recording session, 1968

I couldn't sleep last night. I opened the window behind my bed and dug deep unders the covers and felt the cold air rush over me and remembered how close I am to an ocean. Having the window open on an late winter early morning made my warm bed an island, an ada as they call it in Turkish. I could never live landlocked. Summertime feels very far away right now, but time has told me that I will joyously sip Bloody Mary's again.

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