shiny disco ball

i have a disco ball fetish. this serves as extreme escapism right now when pulling almost 100 hour weeks in the process of launching multiple projects simultaneously.

we both spin round at similar rates  but our music accompaniment is somewhat dissimilar.  my fat fractured hyper-breakbeats still resonate with soul. 

for a few brief moments courtesy of a bad mobile photo in my stock library & youtube, the pace of the day is changed. which changes it forever. quiet time, no matter how minute, is invaluable in restoring perspective.