Eating sugar off the leaves
watching the fog roll in
Arctic sun disk in my eyes
crows in the openwork dead trees
The outside mystifies me out
out of my inner guise
And that's all
I'm more addicted to music since becoming a parent than ever before. Its structure counterbalances the sudden sharp merciless screams, squeaks, cries, bangs, stomps, laughs, unimaginable requests and other manic adorable behavior that causes wreckage on my impressionable brain for 18 hours every day. Thank you, music!
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