Good Morning! The Blue Studio smells like oranges. Outside the birds sing the songs they know. Things are missing. Things are complete. Completely missing. It smells like lemons. In the sink. From the soap. Coffee's good. Too good. 60 degrees outside. Holiday cancelled. Snow flake furnace with a radio play. The million dollar deal done. Window latched and the door frame got hammered straight. The tub's gonna fall through. The tile is peeling up. The computer never crashes. The music loops in your mind when you want to sleep. Try ukelele therapy. Listen. Wind. Rain. Leave nothing but footprints, take nothing but pictures. Drive out the back way. Out by the horses. There's a cow head on the side of the road. It's still there on the way back up. Threaten to see a movie. Be in a movie. Be a movie. Friends are moving today. A suicide happened today. And a woman dropped dead today. Count your blessings. Sleep on your pillow top. Hug your friend. Laugh. Lots a blankets. Do stuff on couches. Do_what_you_are. Be that thing. Bonjour!