__________________________________________________________________________________________ 11/12/16 8:28pm Today there was a wedding party, pouring out of the church in celebration, as I walked by in pajamas; on my way to the store to buy toilet paper. And back in my apartment a woman was singing a song, soon to be recorded. There are two clovers in a pot, near Read More …
__________________________________________________________________________________________ 11/11/16 9:25pm What to say I don’t know! Sitting here. Swirling lines. Do I want to connect? Pen to paper all that stream of consciousness. Free form. How do we make these connections with each other? We try and try. Learning to relate. To know the other side. … * Sometimes I pause in Read More …
__________________________________________________________________________________________ 11/10/16 8:13pm In the past, I have made the error of feeling my participation does not matter or count. That there are others who are handling it. Whether I got involved in the cause or not, it wouldn’t really matter. * But what I failed to realize is that even that attitude is it’s Read More …
__________________________________________________________________________________________ 11.9.16 4:39pm —– (NOTE TO SELF) Ok. New thing. Perhaps I will try writing early or event the night before. But it may feel like betrayal to write at night, yet post on the next day. The same window of time per day would probably make this process more reliable to myself. —— Today we Read More …
__________________________________________________________________________________________ 11/6/16 8:54pm I met a man today wearing a striking vest and jacket combination. He looked quite dapper. I commented on his look and he told me that this outfit had a great story: He had first bought the vest at a time when he couldn’t afford to buy both, as the store sold Read More …
__________________________________________________________________________________________ 11/5/16 past midnight Tired. But still to keep going. Pushing against paradigms that have solidified wears you out! Damn! Here I am where anything goes. Literally anything. This is MY page. But still it takes effort and focus to allow anything to go. Until it’s going and then…it goes. And I ride and ride Read More …
__________________________________________________________________________________________ 11/4/16 9:34pm I wore heels today. I haven’t in awhile, but I wanted to dress up. I noticed I didn’t want to stand too tall as I walked down the street. As if I would overpower the street. I would be too much. I thought, huh, that’s strange. Stand up tall, Lady! I did. Read More …
__________________________________________________________________________________________ 11.3.16 past midnight A free form. * What’s in my head? * What’s there to find that I have no idea is in there? Sometimes the only way to meet yourself is to write yourself down. I knew a woman who was afraid to become a writer because it felt too vulnerable. She didn’t Read More …
__________________________________________________________________________________________ past midnight now, a memory of 11/2/16 Riding in a taxi, I look out the open window. I feel the air and think of rain. I know rain on a car window. As both the driver and the passenger. I know it so intimately. The sound and look and feel and smell (if the Read More …
__________________________________________________________________________________________ 11/1/16 10:00pm I wanted to write about dancing. I had a vivid dream last night about dancing. Detailed foot positioning in golden, bejeweled, ballroom heels. I knew exactly what I was doing. I must dance more, I suppose. Instead, today I go for a jog. I do like to jog, but it is nothing Read More …