It's the first of the month.
First of the month, first day of the year, another beginning, a new muse...
My year should feel something like this):
Sometimes I'm just out doing my thing and I'll pass an antique store or make eye contact with a tired but refined Black man in an old suit and scenes from this video float into my mind, can't believe it's 10 years old now. A gorgeous piece of art, visually, lyrically... and I think it reminded us that Janet's revolution encompassed more than sex. The video was a beautiful surprise at the time.