Wednesday night I slept for a few hours, and after continuous cutting and cutting and drinking caffeine, I had my caffeine fall out last night when, after a dinner of salad and frutti di mare at gypsy's, I konked out at 8 PM. DEAD. Thanks for letting me sleep. I need it more than ever.
But, now I am alive. :) Not very fresh, but alive indeed.
My presentation went well for me yesterday (even though it means more and more time in studio for the last 2 weeks of studio) ... but a really cool part of yesterday was playing the poetry game for 15 minutes with bruce outside wurster. i 'generated' 2 poems about siqi and me.
I like things the way they are now. I can neatly place the calmness in a brown box, the size of my two hands, and that can be my future. There's beauty in the smallest limits and beauty in a surging calm. Things are good, and I think there is a right-ness in today, and a Truth in this moment.
Things are so good.
ps. Do you say but-ton or buh-unh?
pps. As i was driving down Solano, I thought I saw a man pushing his big white dog into a car; when i turned back to look, it was actually his goat.
ppps. Let's go eat sometime.
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