sleepy tigers

The insomnia lingers. Not even an Ambien/chamomile cocktail provided a fully restful night. Maybe it’s the planetary conjunction of Venus and Jupiter emitting some sort of strange energy beyond the sky-show glow; the brightest alignment of the year, I hear. Yet in spite of (over) a week of weird sleep, I’ve also exhumed some (even weirder) deep-rooted energy that’s got me heading out to the cliffs extra early and rockin’ and rollin’ my way through the day. I heard this song off the new release by Her Space Holiday this afternoon, and found myself tippy-tapping and finger-snapping all the way through it. Even wiggled it a little bit. It’s a playful number - hope you enjoy it, too. Do have a beautiful day, and if you please, say a little prayer that a restful night finds this sleepy tiger soon. Peace.

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