♫ Rondo

There is a special kind of sadness in finding yourself holding your fear in your hands, cupping it and watching it, and not being able to speak of it with the one you love.

I am in a sombre mood today. I get this way before encountering the unknown and having to wholly surrender control. Flying invokes it. Today, surgery. It is not major, but it is my first surgery ever. I anticipate the worst, and make preparations as if I will not return. It is a heavy holding pattern to be in...much unlike this song: a tender, lilting lullaby.

"He was pointing at the moon, but I was looking at his hand."
— Richard Siken

Song: Rondo
Composer: Arms and Sleepers

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