slowly but surely
things will fall into place
or at least another dollar will fall into the mason jar
today i performed in the kids' show that i'm obsessed with, went to banjo lessons, plunked along in a bluegrass jam at the folks & roots festival, talked to my sister about the 16 year-olds in love with her and then baby-sat my little tumbler girl along with a 6 month old that smiles constantly, even when he rubs his tired, soft head into your shoulder.
i am nostalgic for my recent past but mostly for my upcoming future.
taking premature nostalgia to a new level.
p.s. matthew pryor does kid music in a band called the terrible twos. i am happy.
p.p.s. only a few more weeks of drunken cub-fan strangers on my window ledge. i am so happy.
p.p.p.s i want so many things. none of them material, at least not in the possession sense. material as in they're very real.
