And today was the perfect way to end a Josh Ritter song, or the other way around.

I watched her try on each of her hats. Twenty-five of them, and two headbands. She had a routine: pull it off the wall, look in the mirror, spin around, and try to throw it back on the wall. I'm pretty sure this continued for about 15 minutes. At band practice I decided to be friends with the bass player since, really, he keeps me together and stuff. And that's where I am at this point. My back is sore (maybe I am not a yoga prodigy) and my eyes are contact free for the first time in 15 hours. I broke my capo, because of course I am playing soon. The air looks clean enough, and God is good.