A brand new Day

Quarrelling with my sleep, I’m going to write again another nonsense lesson.

Are you insomniac?

If your answer is YES, well, nice to meet you: I’m an insomniac too. I’m seeing the followers increasing in numbers, I don’t really know why, but since I don’t really care about anything (right now) I choose to be grateful, and let it go. Which is a nice Disney’s song, if you’re a kid. Or me, of course.

I like being a teacher, but I love also being a Random Writer during summer. My Muse told me many secrets without speaking: she doesn’t tell but shows, and you know it already. About me, looks like I still hadn’t learned anything about shutting the door; but I enjoy ignorance’s Freedom.

So, yesterday I had a hard day. I was trying to catch the Muse and write, it didn’t work. Unexpectedly, in the evening I composed a new song. It’s all improvised, just voice and hands. I shared it with some fellow musician, hoping they will get an inspiration from it to compose something new. You know, art is stealing even in Music.

Let’s hope for entropic Poetry to materialise.

“Hope what?”

I don’t know.

Only thing I do know, magic is real: Rita Hayworth told me that, in her Shawshank’s prison. I guess I found it.