Radio Waves

Sometimes I lay in my bed listening online to Big Sonic Chill from San Diego, and I can feel like a little lost child who can't quite remember home.

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How is it that I can feel like I live a lifetime every weekend, yet I still feel like life is passing me by?

It starts....

Its starts with a haze... the haze becomes a fog... the fog becomes a whirlwind... the whirlwind creates an epicenter...

All of creation points to one singular point... that point is the beating heart of all that breathes. And there is where you find me. Saturday night. The heartbeat of 1,000 lions roaring in my ears. It happens. All around. I breathe it in. My Saturday.