Thistles and Weeds.

3:45 in the morning, and I am finally done all the stuff I have to send away to Pensacola. Now I am listening to Mumford&Sons, their songs that I haven't heard before. If I could marry them all, I would. I would marry the piano/accordion player for his high voice. I would marry the lead singer for his emotion and for his nose. I would marry the big cello (or whatever it is) player for his thick hair and for his eyes. I would marry the banjo player for his banjo playing and for his beautiful face.

I need their music. It tinges my dreams and I'm always humming lines and choruses. Tomorrow I can sleep and write seriously. I'm planning on taking a walk with my notebook and pens and iPod, maybe, and finding someplace to sit and write. Perhaps I'll hit 20,000 words.