Tuesday at my desk

Followed a link from Facebook to a new video posted by Joshua Black Wilkins. Yes, I'm always aware of him, noting where he's touring, etc, but I haven't been tuned in lately.  Well, one video leads to another video, and another until this:

and shazam! there it is, the lightning bolt that JBW always is for me, straight to that brokenheartedness deep inside.  I was even somewhat surprised by the swiftness of the connection, since I've been feeling mainly satisfied and I suppose I thought it had dissipated for good. Wrong. Now I have that jittery, jangly feeling.  It's wanting and longing, desire, hunger, and such deep yearning.  

"I've said I'm sorry more times than I

was

ever sorry"

How does that not kill you?  OK, JBW, 2 more hours I'm going to embrace it, and when I walk out the door today, I'm tucking the lightning bolt away. That torch almost killed me last time.  It's crazy how your music sends me there.