(In this post, a bit of madness.) Some time tonight, I can't quite tell when, I felt my dán brushed past me. It's a kind of torture, being so close. You can not tell if it is real or only imagined. I so wish for a reader and a teacher. When it comes time for my dán and I to meet, I want to be ready.

I allowed myself to fall into a heap on the couch yesterday. Whenever I do that, I ask myself why. There are so many choices: malnourishment, depression, some remnant of celiac, or just a bad habit. As I sit here wondering and trying to find the positive, I feel that the important thing is to get back up and take care of what I can.

I opened the case.
The violin was uncracked.
Great sigh of relief.

Last night I followed the great glimmer of possibility. It was... It was worth the effort. My life increasingly resembles one big strange dream.


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When I wake up in the morning, I...

...put off getting out of bed as long as possible.

...switch to the computer because bed is boring and there's correspondence and otherwise to catch up on.

...do some sun salutations because a little yoga is good.

...shower.

...shave with a double-edged safety razor. It's just more fun that way ( Read more... )

On my way home from work today, I got stuck behind a 1/2 dozen motorcycles. At first, it was just an annoyance. Then I noticed that one of the motorcyclists was a bit "taller" than the others. I was a bit hungry. So it took a few moments to realize that the guy was doing a wheelie on RT-90 while going about 60 mph. I swear he stayed in that ( Read more... )

Just got back from the Albany Spin Jam, and I am so very tired. Sunny was super excited about playing with her fire fan at Roses over the weekend. Chad was the ever unusual Chad. Jen was chilling. Chaz was cool. Kevin, Matt, and Matt got wild with the fire staff action. The hoopers were hot. There was some healthy double-cane action. The chemist ( Read more... )

I've been trying to do a regular 1-2 hour cane spinning and contact juggling practice session in Washington Park. It seems to really help my technique, especially since some things don't start coming out until I've been going at it for at least 1/2 an hour or so. Anyways, it attracts the strange, the interesting, and the curious. A.K.A. The weirdos ( Read more... )

The weekend inspired with friends so fine.
Then it collapsed, and fell in a pyre.
Today was surprising,
And very productive.
It ended with a burlesque
That greatly impressed.

(sighs) I have so much to do between now and New Year's Eve. A new relationship is unfolding. New possibilities are coming my way. And all of the above comes with labor and responsibilities. I hope to carry the weight...

...

...with a light heart.