This morning, I pulled the Page of Cups, and almost instantly, I could feel the creative tide pulling me back into the dreamstream.
You see, I woke up with a song in my head.
Not just any song—a song I wrote.
From my “Letters from Montauk” album.
And the wild part?
It’s not even one of my favorites.
Which makes its presence… louder. Stranger. Sacred.
Because w…
