Not a quarter, not a whole... just somewhere in between.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
When I get that feeling
Leaving the festivaltoday, Annie and I stopped at the drummer's circle in Harlem's Marcus Garvey Park. I'd been listening with my eyes closed for some time when Annie gently tapped me on the shoulder.
"Normally I wouldn't interrupt your musical healing," she said sweetly. "But I'm really tired--can we go home now?"
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