Saturday, October 13, 2012


Cold found the old house this morning, like a relative visiting after a long time away.  I sat with it in the early hours, as my fingers clacked themselves over keys.  In the shower a little later, my fingers ached slightly as the hot water massaged the warm blood through them.  Time to see what a cup of coffee will do...

On the turntable:  Peter Gabriel, "Real World Live"

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