It’s a grey, grey, grey, grey day. I’m kind of impressed. Glowering low skies that may only be a zone 6 but are SO uniform and oppressive they simply blot the light from the sky. Stumbling around my room this morning, lights had to come on because it was so dark…
And reading the news this morning doesn’t lighten it much. Flooding and earthquakes. Sex trafficking and surveillance. It’s easy to believe in the oncoming Armageddon and there are days when I wish it would hurry up and get here. I’m unarmed and my Saturn can’t fjord streams – the Four Horsemen should find me easily.
I sound down. And I am. But REAL depression has more to do with the lack of perspective required to not remember yesterday and the day before and to not recognize the possibility of tomorrow. Yesterday Heather and I romped around Ellicott City, had great sushi, bought great coffee, watched the sun go down while hunting cats down by the old asylum and then alley hopped before returning home to do some whimsical band work.
The day before we played a fantastic show down at 7 Locks Brewing – normally a frightfully difficult gig who’s saving grace is the fact that it’s a half hour shorter than most bar gigs… but is slowly becoming one of my favourites. Last time a major part of that was because a woman was celebrating her 90th birthday with us and a new tattoo and this time simply because it was SUCH a fantastic show. Heather’s finally home and healthy and you could just hear the difference.
The first set Saturday night was probably the most fun I’ve had on stage in months!
And tonight is Teavolve. And tomorrow… oh… tomorrow’s jury duty so actually tomorrow’s high on my list of “I don’t wanna” but Wednesday is Kristen’s birthday, and Thursday is the family celebration of Kristen’s birthday, and Friday is a pool party and Saturday is Sky Stage… so things will look up any second now…
But for the moment – Armageddon DOES feel rather nigh, the sun is MIA, and my soul is weighed down by the most vicious of aidohwannas.
