a thunderstorm right here … while i’m pretending i don’t have too much schoolwork to do … and i’m thinking about wrapping some stuff right now … and about how i should just turn everything off … or i should mix some new tunes for the trip …

the flight that was to arrive at 1:40 is now scheduled for 4:43 … no one should ever make plans … plans are not useful … hopeful … but not useful

is christmas coming … yes … but … it’s not about feeling good …

it’s about the short light & the long dark … a metaphorical star & the birth of hope … a savior falling into the middle of the muck …

rainy windows going on … maybe it’s this tiny little headache … maybe some other thing