The drum roll moment...some front porch music. An untethered "woo hoo."
Time to drop CDs into envelopes and make hand deliveries around the hood. And on the cosmic scale, I suppose I'm joining the chorus of a million other artists sending their work out into the universe, hoping for the best. Daunting? My oh my, yes. But a quiet audacity persists that what is kind, dynamic and welcoming in the universe has more traction than anything static, impersonal or indifferent.
Thank you for all you've done to put this cargo on my steps.