Restless beat

I can’t settle today, nothing has pulled me in. I miss the rain, my dog and having someone to talk to about what’s on my mind. I am simmering all day.

The nights are better, quieter.

Right now the air is cool on my heated skin, and my fingers are sharp with the scent of rosin.

I need to try something different tomorrow, otherwise I will not get to where I need to be.

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