Kicking Stones

A long weekend. I'm hoping to totally submerge into a different world, working on my new play, playing with the band, knocking about, kicking stones in my path, playing Huck Finn. There's sunshine and greenery outside my window, birds flitting about, discs spinning on the player, music in my ears and my heart. Think I'll just kind of coast along, see where the wind blows me. I heard this on the radio this morning (in reference to a bullfight, sounds like a decent life), "I'm hoping for a good fight, and a quick, clean, kill."