Listening to the Bad Plus play Rush’s “Tom Sawyer” … really strange and wonderful. Makes me think of Chris Reilly and Radiohead, of course. And also sends me right back to high school.
This has been a quiet, lazy day. It wasn’t supposed to be. I have an enormous to-do list that I let languish. I just can’t work seven days straight. I’m going into the office tomorrow, and I’m traveling tomorrow for the conference. I just couldn’t make myself work today, too. I’ll pay for it, sure, but I think I don’t mind.
One of my co-workers has just returned from Jamaica (yes, I am insanely jealous). She went for a friend’s wedding, and they spent a couple of days in ‘my neighborhood’ at the end of the trip, so I got to sit and look through her photos yesterday and see many many familiar places … and a few familiar faces, too! I am truly jones-ing for a vacation right now, and seeing her photos really made me want to be ‘home.’ [sigh]
I drift quietly
heart, mind, peacefully at rest
I can close my eyes
here is the place I should be
this love, this touch, takes me in
Hmm … not quite. I could write a Jamaica tanka every day for the next month and still only skim the surface.