There are no heroes for this post. They will come on another day. Today is a day to be grateful and to look for the hope of a better today if not tomorrow. Tonight is an art opening in a new venue. Sunday a group of local pianists are to premiere my first set of Preludes. If the tendrils of my mind would only loosen their grip on the soggy, mouldy, rotten detritis of Court, Unemployment, Breakup, ad nauseum. Loosen...
"Ah, life. Don't talk to me about life."
Look forward I must. Hope I must have. Be in the moment I can stay.
Yes, Grasshopper. Be in the moment. It is the only moment you have.
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