Jilara (jilara) wrote,

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The Music Plays All Night...

I woke up in the middle of the night again, last night, with Circe trying to get at something outside the window. (This is getting to be a nightly occurrance.) The moon was high, and a puddle of pearl light streamed across the bed. Loud in my ears, the music was playing. I can't recall when I've heard my internal music playing so loud. It was glorious. And I felt good. Hell, I felt better than good, I felt energized and healed and ready to take on anything. All the aches and pains of my body of recent months were gone, and I felt at one with the universe. My creative juices were flowing, too. I can reach out and touch all those stories that constantly want to be set free...

I woke up one more time (I think there is a mouse in the bedroom again---something squealed.) The music was still playing loudly in my head. I can only hope it keep up this pattern of being very loud and very there, of nights. I know that most people don't hear music, but it's such a part of who I am, I feel incomplete if it's not there. It's just that most the time, it's only a faint echo in the back of my mind... And I always feel so ALIVE later when I've got it cycling through my head during the night.
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