tribal beat in my head this morning...tapped the table top because my drum is dead...hope to make enough $$$ to buy a flat deerskin drum soon...but anything gives off sound if you play your life in tune...and i am working on this...fake it til i make is not a good plan...i collapsed like a house of sand...now i am rebuilding my life with canvases and paints...music and solitude...now and then flying out the door to touch wings with the flock...got my tree house to spring clean and then art to conjure from soul to hands...and when i am suppose to the universe will help me out with a new drum...gotta trust...nirvana or bust...
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