Arrival

This won’t go up until I get internet access but it’s currently 9:39 my time zone. (Which means my cell phone thinks it’s 9:39 sometimes and 8:39 other times and my watch says it’s 10:39. My body just knows I’m exhausted and my brain is alternating between being zombie, being terrified, and being excited. Right now, I’m afraid the terror’s winning.

Comfort music, obviously necessary. Since I’m at the computer, I’m listening to Marion McPartland’s Piano Jazz. I’m pretty positive I won’t be able to find her on the radio here, but podcasts are amazing. Her voice is just so calming. The conversations make a comfortable background. And then the jazz plays soft and smooth.

Okay, so I’m not being eloquent right now, too many clichés and such, but I did mention the exhaustion right?

Also on the music front, a special thank you to those who made me CDs for my drive. I listened to music from all ya’ll today. Every new CD (and sometimes more like every song) feels like a hug. Just that sense that you were thinking of me at some point. Big hugs to you!