if gravity let us go/we would all go flying/i'll meet you somewhere in the milky night/way past the satellites

So even though I was really planning on getting out of bed by noon at the latest, I ended up getting depressed and pulling the covers over my head for another two hours.

I wish I was sitting at the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens, watching the cherry blossoms bloom. I look forward to doing that next spring.

-rick
in the subject line: "Gravity" by Bic Runga from BEAUTIFUL COLLISION