Well, you might as well just sit. Well, you might as well just lay here. Well, you might as well just stay. Cause I’m not moving on. Sera Cahoone, a singer and songwriter from Seattle, Washington, sings those few lines in her song, “You Might As Well,” from her 2008 record, “Only As The Day Is Long.” There’s either too much to hang onto or not enough. Later in the session, she sings, “I’m safe for now but I know the rest is on its way,” and you’re left wondering if the sky’s really going to fall. You sorta just have to take her word for it. It sounds like she’s seen it happen once or twice before and she might even have the photographs to prove it. Cahoone’s somber songs of living feel like a poem by Robyn Sarah, entitled, “Riveted.” “It is possible that things will not get better than they are now, or have been known to be. It is possible that we are past the middle now. It is possible that we have crossed the great water without knowing it, and stand now on the other side. Yes: I think that we have crossed it. Now we are being given tickets, and they are not tickets to the show we had been thinking of, but to a different show, clearly inferior. Check again: it is our own name on the envelope. The tickets are to that other show. It is possible that we will walk out of the darkened hall without waiting for the last act: people do. Some people do. But it is possible That we will stay seated in our narrow seats all through the tedious denouement to the unsurprising end – riveted, as it were; spellbound by our own imperfect lives because they are lives, and because they are ours.”