It's 2am and I am tired, but my tank is full. After a strong kirtan at the monthly superjam, The Muse and I went out for corner booth time, and we went deep. This is not particularly unusual, but we actually had our first awkward moments on the drive over, which is funny in retrospect. We're learning more and more about how to communicate, about how to trust. We're pushing each other to open up, and it's scary and amazing in equal measure. One AM in the car in front of her apartment gets harder and harder every time ...
So much more I could talk about, particularly from this morning when puppetry and Shakespeare were once again front and center. But I am tired, and my tank is full, and I need sleep. Good night.
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