Lying in bed, the rain leaving patterns on my window, the orange glow of my lamp warming up the grey daylight, and You’re In It Now by Pure X floating over and over me. I rise to set the needle back to the beginning, again and again, round and round, a pattern in itself, a rhythm of listening, a circle of feeling, a warming in my bones.

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