Blow Me Down

Nov 14, 2003 04:24

I couldn't sleep. Not with the wind dancing thunder through the trees and shaking the house. Oddly disconcerting and thrilling, feeling a bone-solid Victorian shudder around you. I love the Wind and the Wind loves me. We haven't been out dancing much, this Autumn, but I'll change that. I want to run across a moor. I want to gallop bareback on an uppity Appaloosa.

Bit by bit, things are stretching and growing within me. My only frustration is that my good temp agencies still have no assignments for me. I'll try a few underpaying ones tomorrow, begrudgingly. Need to stop looking down my nose at them and buck up: they pay little, but the world of retail pays still less, for far more demeaning/demanding labor.

I find myself looking forward to a party tomorrow, to doctorellisdee's visit, to the rave I'm pretty sure this four-years-older body can still handle (I'm stretching, limbering, dancing, even just moving more than I had been, and it feels fantastic.), to the roleplaying that's been occupying my Wednesdays, to . . . to . . . to . . . stuff! Breathless little whispers of Possibility strumming through me and- how can I forget? For the first time in years, I get to go roller-skating this weekend! Yahoo!!!

horsie, doctorellisdee, travel, dancing, work, england, roller skating, wind, rave, mania

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