Right now I'm doing dishes, listening to the Pogues, crying. Trying to manage a couple of irreconcilable family things. Feeling like I'm on a train trestle with freights coming from both directions.
This is everything! Vibing you from afar. So excited for, even scared with only because damn you push that muscle in ways that most folks run from... Mostly though, I'm so proud of you woman! xoxoxo
My joy lately is going to see live theater again, including musicals, which are my guilty pleasure. (Happy to hear you're working on one, Neko!) I loved Jill Sobule's F*ck 7th Grade so much I saw it three times. I also really loved a local community theater production of Pippin.
My joy is thinking about sitting next to you, squeezing your knee, and handing a terrycloth towel, that we have soaked from crying, back and forth, as we watch this show when it is finally complete.
The wood bin is full. I filled it. The house I bought is cozy warm. I built the fire. The dog sleeps. I read. Snow falls. The lights I hung on the tiny Norway Spruce reflect in the window. In the spring, I'll plant the tree in the yard of this place I chose to make a life I will never take for granted.
Music and theater bring me lots of fulfillment in life. Now that I know I have a Neko Case musical to look forward to, I have a big reason to smile today. Hope you enjoy this invigorating creation process in all its messy glory ⚡️
"It’s crushing to have people of such astounding ability elevate something you make." I had this one experience just a few days ago, and I did not understand it all. I didn't trust it because I'm so used to being invisible, but your words unlocked something for me, and I'm going to do my best to keep that precious moment in my library of helpful experiences, and never take it for granted. 🙏🏼
My joy is in newfound love ❤️ He is a musician, poet, songwriter and some crazy fate brought us together. I don’t understand it and don’t need to. It’s so amazing🤩
The joy is there in every single day, just some days sulking in the shade seemed so much more alluring. I'm doing well mostly now like a good student bringing an apple for teacher, knowing the teacher won't notice me, waving eagerly, ask me ask me! Bad metaphor and bad poetry my crown of mediocrity fits well and I am OK with that. Love to you in the far away places Neko.
Right now I'm doing dishes, listening to the Pogues, crying. Trying to manage a couple of irreconcilable family things. Feeling like I'm on a train trestle with freights coming from both directions.
So what brings me joy? My kids, music, community.
This is everything! Vibing you from afar. So excited for, even scared with only because damn you push that muscle in ways that most folks run from... Mostly though, I'm so proud of you woman! xoxoxo
My joy lately is going to see live theater again, including musicals, which are my guilty pleasure. (Happy to hear you're working on one, Neko!) I loved Jill Sobule's F*ck 7th Grade so much I saw it three times. I also really loved a local community theater production of Pippin.
My joy is thinking about sitting next to you, squeezing your knee, and handing a terrycloth towel, that we have soaked from crying, back and forth, as we watch this show when it is finally complete.
The wood bin is full. I filled it. The house I bought is cozy warm. I built the fire. The dog sleeps. I read. Snow falls. The lights I hung on the tiny Norway Spruce reflect in the window. In the spring, I'll plant the tree in the yard of this place I chose to make a life I will never take for granted.
Cool shoes.
Music and theater bring me lots of fulfillment in life. Now that I know I have a Neko Case musical to look forward to, I have a big reason to smile today. Hope you enjoy this invigorating creation process in all its messy glory ⚡️
No dream is worth a shit unless it’s helping the other dreams along too.
Amen.
"It’s crushing to have people of such astounding ability elevate something you make." I had this one experience just a few days ago, and I did not understand it all. I didn't trust it because I'm so used to being invisible, but your words unlocked something for me, and I'm going to do my best to keep that precious moment in my library of helpful experiences, and never take it for granted. 🙏🏼
The kids, music, and the passing however brief it may be, of pain.
My joy right now is being able to sing.
Dream, fish, ladder, overlap!!
Pants? Not long enough? Okay, but — wow! — do they ever show off those beyond-cool sneaks! Me want!
heart.
My joy is in newfound love ❤️ He is a musician, poet, songwriter and some crazy fate brought us together. I don’t understand it and don’t need to. It’s so amazing🤩
The joy is there in every single day, just some days sulking in the shade seemed so much more alluring. I'm doing well mostly now like a good student bringing an apple for teacher, knowing the teacher won't notice me, waving eagerly, ask me ask me! Bad metaphor and bad poetry my crown of mediocrity fits well and I am OK with that. Love to you in the far away places Neko.