Current Reading: One Train Later: A Memoir by Andy Summers
Music: What by Stuart Davis
Mood: Happy-feeling good; sing with me “Sometimes I feel like dancing, I got dance the night away”
Sounds: Typing fingers and humming heaters
Smells: Everything is completely odorless right now? Should I get that check out? – Nah because “Sometimes I feel like dancing, I got dance the night away”
Sights: Barren tree tops and gray skies
Temperature: Slightly warm in the places where I am not chilly
Thoughts: Mechanics of your skill equals magic.
