July 31-Aug 1 (4/4 time)
The night was an exciting rhapsody with smooth melodic measures, interrupted by staccato notes, quick interludes and undesirable notes. It started late as I wrote late using more than just the midnight oil and then read until my eyes finally felt the weight of exhaustion as if a long chord would play for a good long while held down by the piano pedal. Then dreams popped into my head which made me laugh and start up, “I have to remember this to tell Jami.” Then sleep of the andante sort until wham! whoosh, gush, pour! A huge storm hit the tin roof, wind rushed through the windows and I thought I would miss the ark. The pounding resided to a few quick notes, dampened (pun intended) until the storm traded places with sleep, as if trading prominent parts in a duet. I slept again soundly and deeply until again the storm came. And again as quickly as it came, this interlude transitioned into another chorus of gentle sleep. Morning came with a squawk of geese like that of a five year old pounding a keyboard, hitting any and all keys he can. So here I am with a song in my head, not knowing any words but humming along as I enjoy the refreshment it brought, random as it was.
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