7:15 a.m. Sun rising unseen somewhere behind the fog. Fog is appealing, makes me want to go walk in it. Feel the close wetness on my face as I wander down to the coffeeshop. But not this morning. This morning I'm prepping to go to a rehearsal, terribly distracted, caught--as it were--in a fog. The …
cobbling together the artist's life…coaching, acting, photography, writing, and music…
JEFF BERRYMAN 