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Father John Misty.

SnapDragon gushes on her love for Father John Misty (and particularly, his album Pure Comedy.)

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Dude. Have you listened to Father John Misty?

He’s my new favorite, yo.

His voice is like butter. His lyrics are clever, profound, and at times, even whimsical.

When I listen to his albums, I feel like I have known him for years.

And the titular song on Pure Comedy is the exact message I wish I could convey.

I love you.

Please listen.

. . .

SnapDragon is a listener, learner, and speaker of inconvenient truths.

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The Art Corner.

Coffee with Pablo.

Delights, 2020.
Original Photo by SnapDragon X.
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I get overwhelmed.

Too much noise. Too much clutter.

Too. Many. Books.


Come on. You know it’s true!

I love love love to read.

But how will I possibly have time to read it all, my dear friend? I implore you!

news; magazines; fiction; nonfiction; blogs; self-help; parenting. . . Oh my!


Anyway, after recently reading a delightful blog by Sheree, all about the late great Picasso, I remembered yet another volume of interest that lurked on my shelf: The Picasso book I bought at the titular museum in Paris!

And so, I decided from this day forward, I will spend my mornings with Pablo.

Just ten minutes or so, as I sip my mug of steaming java.

It’s our little date, he and I.

I’ll read and peruse his array of curious works.

Surely, I can manage that.

. . .

SnapDragon is a crab on the infinite sands of time. She also doesn’t know what that even means.

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It’s a Kind of Magic.

Yep, that’s a Queen lyric. And the title of this little old blog post, love.

Keep With It, 2020. Original Photo by SnapDragon X.
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I like to think.

Most of the time, anyway.

I like to turn off the TV, pour an icy beverage, and close my emerald eyes for a spell.

I like to bask in the quiet, and in the ordinary hum of the box fan.

Here I am.

Just a person.

Just another collection of brain and bone.

Here. I. Am.

I think of the 24 hours in front of me, and how the sun and moon continue their synchronized dance for another cycle.

Who will I be?

Where will I go?

How will I contribute to this place?

It’s a kind of magic, really.

The unknown.

And it’s ours.

. . .

SnapDragon is a writer who always finds herself singing the harmony.

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Wake up, girl.

Open the windows, wipe the counters, and make yourself a bagel with savory cream cheese.

Yawn in.

Yawn out.

It’s another day on Planet Earth.

. . .

Sometimes you wish for a silence so still; sometimes you long for parties and games and loud guffaws.

Sometimes you stare into nothing and like it.

. . .

Go to sleep, girl.

Rest your head and hope for pleasant dreams.

Morning will be here soon.