Mim on his Handlebars

I told you that I would be back soon. I think I am hitting that creative time of year. That ring, ding, ding, a-ling time of year? Yes, I just said that. It is probably just that it feels a bit cooler (finally) down here. To be honest, it does not compare to riding a bike in the fall everyday to work in New England. Here, I go the public transit route which is more people watching which is, relatively, the same to and from work. Whereas, the bike ride during the day with the trees and the cold fall air bit at you in a loving way vs the nearly moonlit rides home that were never harrowing but comforting. I would like to be back. But I do like Miami and this cold front is moving in at just the right time.

I cannot tell if I will regret this cup of coffee or not, it being eleven and all. I was talking to my old roommate/band-mate and we are working on collaboration again. This kid is an amazing musician. I like to think that I serve as a pretty good foil to him. I sent him the files to that last song I did and he is toying around with it. So, we will have that up soon too. Productivity, that is the word. Anyway. This one is a continuation of Proof Rock. The uplifting continuation--it picks up right where the other left off and is hugely similar in sound.

Rolling Proof

Even with my eyes closed I'll feel the wind on my face. I can take off these clothes when I get to my place, then, maybe I"ll call. This whole way home I've thought about turning around. Why should I postpone what's running aground? Better left alone doesn't work after all. The rain coming down makes me look okay, but i'd look better with the right part to play; so, with my wet clothes thrown on the floor, come over now--let that boat run ashore. I'm getting tired and I need you here. My eyes are open now, the path is so clear. The wind hugged me but it wasn't you dear. It's sincere: I hope you know that's true. I want to fall asleep while holding on to you and never have to leave. It's the only thing that I want to believe. Let me believe. Oh, please believe. And Don't leave me.

I will see you soon.

love

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