It sure feels good to be composing again! I love it when components of the craziness that is the contents of my (makeshift) desk, come together in a happy (or bizarre) harmony. I swear those chicken legs were made for that woman. No comment on the lasers.
See? I am amazed that anything comes out of these piles upon piles. The other night I had a dream where I opened a store where I sold collage material by weight. What an omen - a divine one at that.