Miracle that I get anything done on a day off
want to make make make
maybe a papermache teacup or angel's trumpet...
maybe a batt to spin incredible art yarn...
maybe french toast with peaches and whipped cream...
maybe just lay down and look up at the ceiling with the glow in the dark stars and rest...
regenerate...so tired...so sad...so blue the sky.
the day escapes me as I sit at the computer and wander...
not many days like this these days..
do it now,
get it done,
time pulls me out of center BUT I am learning to dye, to draw,
to do morning pages so that I can be better,
a miracle that I still have an open mind with words and story pictures pouring out.