A waking dream

It’s past 4 a.m. I can’t sleep. I feel almost like I did when I was 7 and it was Christmas Eve.

The moon is beautiful and almost full. I can see it from the window of my home office. When it reaches its full phase in a few days, I’ll be somewhere off the coast of Cuba, listening to dozens of my favorite musicians. Back soon.

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