Eureka! (the delayed genius)

12:52 AM, slumped on my bed. Was asleep for the past 5 hours because I had to be at the restaurant for (ooohhh lala!) Jazz Brunch. Luckily, I was grilling outside, so yeah... I got to people watch. The Sunday crowd was typical. Dark sunglasses for those who sat outside at the patio all due to the effects of the previous night's festivities.

The day went by quick. I drove to work with the sun blazing, hurting my sleepy eyes at 7-ish, and when I got off, the sun had retreated to it's pouch somewhere in the sky. I was on autopilot for most of the day. I only lapsed into little three minute snippets of consciousness, and then buzz... back to autopilot.

The only thing worth noting out of these little lightbulbs going on in my head (I confess, it's the only thing I remember!) is when I asked myself, "What would really make you happy, ahora mismo?".

Oui. I had an answer (surprise again!). It involves headphones, piano keys and a drum machine that I haven't touched since ____________.