MNF played Frou Frou this morning, making it twice in 8 hours that I'd heard "Breathe In." Happiness. Going to B&A with Laura - more happiness. Hoping to hug the mythical Sarrah. Writing (finally) letters. [A motorcycle? Rushdie? Goodness, it's getting interesting up there...] Looking up at the calendar, smiling at Ben Folds smiling back from the 25th. My life as a musical.

Post-cathartic calm isn't even lovely, just nothing at all, which is so nice.