Silver, Blue and Gold (the color of the sky, I’m told…)

I awoke last night to the sound of thunder. A storm raging outside, lighting fury, the Fourth of July in May, I found my mind was likewise infected. I grab the closest writing utensil I could find, my cell phone, and with in a minute, my taxed digits had record my raging thoughts.7c175b46c88711e2926822000a1f9c9b_7
I haven’t reread it yet, probably won’t for a few days, but it’s nights like that when art courses through my veins so fiercely that I think I might explode that makes the whole process worth while.
After finally drifting into a wearied slumber. I awoke the next day to sunshine, clouds and an open road ahead of me. The promised light at the end of the tunnel.
I am looking forward to the weekend. My play is showing Friday-Sunday. I will be sure to let you know how it goes. And in the meantime, I intend to pick up my laptop and get back to the basics. There is a world out there that needs to be written.
Peace and much love to you all on this beautiful Wednesday.