When The Moon Rises, The Party Begins.

Today, As I awoke to the see the moon nested over my lava lamp and my skinny jeans I looked out and knew right at that moment the party had begun, and I was late to it. 

I headed off to the kitchen, put in my headphones, plugged in my vinyl player, Brewed some coffee, and began to have the explosions of smooth roasted coffee head down my throat, and have Mumford and Sons, Dive, and some indy electronica producers, and many others blast to the beat of it. 

The party had begun, and I was happy for it.