The Song Playing in Your Car

Friday, April 18, 2025

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

Hi. O/

Back again?

Good for you; good for me.

Glad to see we're on the same page. 😏

It's your life, take centerstage. 💃🕺

Away we go...

On with our show.

Welcome to The World of Dreams.

Hop on a dragon. Let's go for a ride.

Sunrise magic only happens once a day.

Get airborne. Get a front row seat.

Up in the air.

Away we go...

Up and up it's on with Our Dream Show.

"I believe we write about what we have to write about that day."
-Writer I Knew from a Longtime Ago.

I agree; I still agree.

It's rhythm.

Everyday and moment in each day, has a time signature, a melody and harmony to hear, take notice of and transcribe.

Even when the material is intentional: an essay, report, short story, news article, or poem, for example; they all have their own cadence.

That vibe is the sound of the day, the song playing in your car.

The words in a hip-hop hoop-dee go different in a Beethoven sedan.

Subwoofers set to earthquake tell a different story than the sky high treble of a symphony.

How's your music; how's you day?

Find your flow and dance it.

Two-step, tango, clubroom shake; ballroom, breakdance, for goodness sake.

For goodness: Let your goodness shake.

Soft comfortable sunrise.

The sky's queueing up conversations that start, "Hey, nice day today."

Take care, find your rhythm, feel your rhyme, and make a wonderful, your wonderful day.