Rained Out and Reigning In Bad Habits
The sun rises on a gentle rainfall today, which leaves me a-joy inside. Most people, including me, tend to go to the beach on Sundays... but since Friday, I've wanted to just stay in my home-studio, and make it more homely and more studious.
So, today is home/studio/office improvement day for me, brought to you by In-climate Weather.
The last few days have been exceptionally fun, productive, and interesting. I am not sure I can do them justice, so I didn't blog about the best parts (yet?). Rather, I keep telling myself how blessed I am when I'm lying on my bed doing quick self-repair or something.
Being in love with my own body surely helps each day to be more fantastic, but, I've also been ally-ing and deal-ing with people on a higher level of maturity, childisness, and animalistic vigor. Difficult to put into words, but if you've ever felt that you life is to fantastic to be true, then that is exactly how I feel; except that I don't resist it: I accept that it really is this fantastic, and I believe that I deserve it, if not even better things.
Recenly, I've been filling in past days with back-dated entries. My mission is to turn this blog into an actual web-based log of my life, with no great spaces. it will be good practice for writing stories and the semi-auto-bio project.
The rain gently caresses the ground, and the sun illuminates the environs via a soft cloudy filter.
So, today is home/studio/office improvement day for me, brought to you by In-climate Weather.
The last few days have been exceptionally fun, productive, and interesting. I am not sure I can do them justice, so I didn't blog about the best parts (yet?). Rather, I keep telling myself how blessed I am when I'm lying on my bed doing quick self-repair or something.
Being in love with my own body surely helps each day to be more fantastic, but, I've also been ally-ing and deal-ing with people on a higher level of maturity, childisness, and animalistic vigor. Difficult to put into words, but if you've ever felt that you life is to fantastic to be true, then that is exactly how I feel; except that I don't resist it: I accept that it really is this fantastic, and I believe that I deserve it, if not even better things.
Recenly, I've been filling in past days with back-dated entries. My mission is to turn this blog into an actual web-based log of my life, with no great spaces. it will be good practice for writing stories and the semi-auto-bio project.
The rain gently caresses the ground, and the sun illuminates the environs via a soft cloudy filter.