Canned Eels and The Love It Took To (Temporarily) Leave You
It’s past midnight. I’ve got three candles burning in a candelabra by the window and I’ve told myself that I must hit send before they burn down to nothing. We’re almost there.
Tonight is the eleventh night I’ve been away from my family, first at Hewnoaks Artist Residency1 and now home while they are visiting family out of state. This distance is new. It ends tomorrow when maintaining a sense of routine will once again become paramount in order for all of us to function. But tonight, I’m giving it one last hurrah.
