I cannot wait to have a glass of something and some cheese tonight with my extremely nice Joe. Boy has he been through a lot with me this week. Some wounds can only be healed, I've discovered, by listening to Puccini really loudly. And I bet dancing would help.
This reminds me of this post: The Four Questions of the Shaman.
When did you stop dancing? I stopped a long time ago, and I need to start again.
So tomorrow, I may or may not be getting on a last minute bus to New York, or I may be going to yoga and doing a lot of practicing and music learning. Either way. It's the weekend!