ripping up old school assignments from my childhood is a lovely exercise in letting go, bit by bit by bit.

navigating the depths of things lying beneath the surface
surface layered over surfaced layer
sinking deep into past journeys into future present

bit by bit clarity rises from within the deep

is stirred
smiles

Nov. 5, 1985

Today is the day that we go to the symphony orchestra. I wish that my dad would let me go. He didn't sign the slip so ->

I didn't get to go. Boo!!!!!!