i'm easing into wednesday, a little later than i had planned (i've been having a little trouble sleeping).
maybe i was in the mood for something warm and sweet--i decided to listen to the jobim songbook (i always start with track 11-- ella swinging desafinado) while i brewed some coffee and checked emails and news.
after a time, oscar peterson's "wave" came on...i've heard this before of course, and i've posted different versions of this song before, but i'm not sure it has sounded more beautiful to me, than at this hour, in the half-light of this apartment.
