Thursday... April 29
Holla... it's all warm and strange outside today... really super windy... but the wind is warm... like it's blowing summer closer and closer.
~ excited...
I can sit with my hand held... wait...
Hand held: now a becoming a rather dated piece of equipment...
but [ :: it's a fantastic writing tool :: ] and until I can afford something new and improved... you know...
... ok, where was I? oh yeah... I can sit with my hand held for hours and
agonize over each individual word in a verse of poetry...
I'm working on this little bit of text that is an exercise in 5-5-8 and elements of day's light.
(to be explained by posting it... but it's not done).
The point is... I was noticing that the vibe I end up in is pretty much the same as
when I'm deeply into a bit of code or p-shopping a graphic for something...
Time slips away... and I become this person desperately at peace with himself.
I don't much think I'm all that when it comes to coding, graphics or poetry...
I'm good... but the world is full of good...
I am, however, eminently satisfied with my own results...
and a big big big part of that... is how deeply I enjoy the creative process... of getting into that groove...
of being zoned out into the vibe of something that takes over the fabric of time
and leaves me feeling like I've been on a journey when it's done.
I can only imagine how a true artist must feel when they swim in the tides of their creative spirits...
wearing
~ black ftls
~ beige p-z jeans
~ dk green button up shirt... short sleeves
~ nice lt beige (with kinda green/gray flecks in it) sweater... but it's a bit itchy...
~ um... wore my shit kicker shoes... not sure why... just felt like it...
planning
~ to continue to try and make sense out of that recruitment thing...
~ finish a draft of some stuff for the bid today... must finish this draft today... ug...
~ it's a Survivor night... :D Shi-Anne or Tom? hmmm... or *gasp* could we see Rob walk...
wishing
~ that all-things-office... are better in the land of
~ for the story of O... to find it's center in the world of my long time friend
~ the cough monster would ditch my pal
wiledit... ~ that
~ some better health to wrap up
~ with all of my heart... for the winds of change to carry you closer to love... my sweet
~ that those same winds stay kind and patiently comforting for you, lil'
~ I wish I could say or do something wonderfully useful for you both... but you will find your centers... and what will be... will be.
Birthday Katchup
~ actually... they're all on-time... phew... miracles of miracles...