you may say I'm a dreamer….

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Whispers in the Dark

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“But fingers tap into what you were once
And I’m worried that I blew my only chance

Whispers in the dark
Steal a kiss and you’ll break your heart
Pick up your clothes and curl your toes
Learn your lesson, lead me home” 

~ Mumford & Sons lyrics to Whispers in the Dark

Tossy – Turny kind of night, sheets all in a swirl. Gripping the pillow, attempting to tether to sleep.

Just ordinary routine, I pull into the driveway and angle to park the car.  BOOM! I hit the side of the garage,

I awaken with a jolt.  Did we have an earthquake?

More restless thoughts and attempts at sleep… Did my car roll into the ditch? Was I in a fight?

Did I feel anger, resentment or worry about something left un-done or un-said?

Finally, with heavy head – daylight breaks.

My fingers are lightly tap tap tapping on my eyelids.  I am sure when I look in the mirror I will have a huge inflamed

black eye….  but I don’t.  Not even a spider bite.  Just a little puffy from the salty meal the night before.

I blame it on the Gochujang – Korean pepper paste, so delicious on pork, chicken or just about anything!

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Drinking lots of water today… water with lemon and ginger…. water with fizzy…. pure spring…. watermelon fresca….. ahhhh

Dreamer’s notes:

Black Eye Photo found on Pinterest with no given credit

Finger Tapping – known to relieve stress

Gochujang Red Pepper Sauce – highly recommended!  See Roy Choy recipe from Steamy Kitchen

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If It’s Not Too Late, Make it a Cheeseburger

 

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I’ve been watching a ton of New Orleans Jazz Fest on AXS TV this weekend.

Fully expecting for strands of zydeco, funk and blues to slip into my sub-conscious.

So far, the only song that lodged in my brain is Lyle Lovett’s “Here I am”

If you haven’t ever heard that song, definitely take a look at the linked video.

I think this stuck in my head more than any other tune I heard, because L.L.

is such a wordsmith.  Check out the full lyrics.

I was not at Jazz Fest in reality or in sleep.  It was just an annoying little dream about

not being able to connect.  Not being able to say what I mean, in the right way,

materialized as mobile cell service not cooperating well.

Who was I was calling?

“Can you hear me now?”, “Do we have access? “, “Where are you?”,

“Can you hear me now?”, 

“Look I understand too little to late

I realize there are things you say and do

You can never take back

But what would be if you didn’t even try?

You have to try

So after a lot of thought

I’d like to reconsider

Please if it’s not to late….

Make it a cheeseburger.”

~ Lyle Lovett

 

Dreamer’s Note: Photo from Saveur