Good Morning

There’s a dance studio below my apartment – DUHMPH DUMPH DUMPH DUMPH! There it goes right now. The stomping and stamping and DUHMPH DUHMPH DUHMPHing of a hundred feet all at once. There’s supposed to be a rhythm to it, but I can’t make one out. Not clearly, at least. It’s just a bunch of noise, andContinue reading “Good Morning”