On a Quiet Tuesday Night, Writing...
Play the music
and set typing...
It calms my heart
on the very last day of the vacations.
My writing, then, has become rusty for not doing so in a very long time.
Maybe because I haven't listened the music like this for a long while in a night like this.
And my writing thoughts has run dry.
Perhaps it's time to wrap the stories up for Christ sake.
No more excuses, no more enduring matters.
No more holds.
like in 4 hands
like in madness....