dinsdag 27 februari 2018

The Tribe's Chief-Guard-Healer.

I get up again, cross my arms and hold the blanket firmly around my body.
I oversee all the participants.
One by one.
Feel them.
Allow their journey.

Bas and Mo grab the djembe and I take my oud.
We play a couple of songs now that I am somewhat clear.
Three songs.
Enough.
I'm tired.
Back to bed.

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Thank you boob-lady!