there's something that occurs, or comes over me. . .when i put on Hem's "Eveningland". it really speaks in it's own language. sure, it eventually can become lulling. . .
such a plain voice, light accompanying. . . . what is it that makes this sound so beautiful to me?
i'm home at 2423 brasher today while meg does a full day shoot. lucy is sleeping and i'm trying to get this house in order. i just finished my second round of dishes (we are without a dishwasher), and getting ready to read a bit more of "The Old Man and the Sea", which is on loan to me from aaron.
i might even keep listening to Hem while i do so.
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