Cool

Cannonball Adderley, Coltrane, Charlie Parker, Mulligan, Mann, Gillespie and Getz, and throw some Nina Simone in the mix, raising my spirits to new heights, carrying away my doubts, wiping away lingering uncertainty, clearing the air.  Music does the soul good.  I'm in a mood for jazz, waiting at yet another airport, Italy bound, too much on my mind and too much time to think about it, delayed for hours due to freezing rain somewhere I'm not even heading to, but where my plane is coming from.  It's quite nice here, still only a ten minute drive from my house.  It would have been nice to head back home and hang out but its not to be; it's the middle of the night and no one wants to get out of bed, so here I sit, getting cool.