The Pugnacious and Rapacious be Damned
Listening to the beats in your own head. I watch Tin when he is in the crowd and the music is playing and he is inside his head, hearing the beats, feeling the beats. I like that because it took me a long time to grow up and listen to the beats inside myself. Last week and into this week has been a series of intersections with either the pugnacious or the rapacious leaving me bereft of my general joie de vivre. It’s a good thing I have a few tools in the toolbox to pull from to hear my beats.