the glitzy life

i don’t know how long it will last.  i don’t know how it works.  what i do know is that i’m in the midst of one of those extended happy streaks that i can never quite seem to recall in detail during ordinary time.  i’m thinking this one is due to the delicate mixture of music, weather, and time in just the right ratios.  vega intl. night school is on repeat on the stereo (beyond solid album front to back) and i’ve almost mastered alan’s dance in pleat-front slacks from the neon indian show saturday.  the weather is mid-60 fahrenheit open-window days and soft-biting nights.  and i have time.  a bit of it at least.