i actually love to work, i really do. i love mondays, truthfully. i even love to get up in the morning.

Musical alchemist, radio host, time traveler.

"At a Bach Concert" by Adrienne Rich Coming by evening through the wintry city We said that art is out of love with life. Here we approach a love that is not pity. This antique discipline, tenderly severe, Renews belief in love yet masters feeling. Asking of us a grace in what we bear. Form is the ultimate gift that love can offer-- The vital union of necessity With all that we desire, all that we suffer. A too-compassionate art is half an art. Only such proud restraining purity Restores the else-betrayed, too-human heart.

I offer you that kernel of myself that I have saved, somehow --the central heart that deals not in words, traffics not with dreams, and is untouched by time, by joy, by adversities.