"Very Lovely" is the only way to describe last weekend in Providence. Which one was the best, the beautiful connection with A., the calm industry at J.'s, or the rush of playing Tango violin? I can't pick a favorite, but once again I've returned from Providence feeling totally inspired.
Yes, I definitely got in touch with my inner hedonist. :-) But I always remember, even while reveling in the lush sensuality of Tango, that it's not real life. It's lovely all the same.