what i do at 1 a.m.
clean my apartment while drinking wild cherry fizzy water listening to lightnin' hopkins and reminiscing my lovely mamaw.

if she were alive, she'd just be starting her day; sitting here smoking her cigarette and singing and dancing with me.

goodness, i miss her. such an mind-blowing lady.
can't wait for the documentary opening screening on monday!
that room is going to be so rich. so thick. with memories. and love. and music.
i'll feel like she's here again.
i still feel her though, i do.