today
I am talking an 8 mile walk today, on the bike trail in the park near my house. I need to clear my head and hopefully no one will be out there because it is cold and the trails are not taken care of. I planning on blogging more. My dreams have been more vivid lately and with no one to talk to about anything that matters, I feel that I should get it out some way. I'm reading an amazing book called "the memory artist" by jeffrey moore. It is brilliant, with some of the most amazing decriptive imagery, anecdotal facts, and very witty and clever characters and plotlines. I think I'll take that and a book on nutrition and sylvia plath poetry book with me. Probably my sketch journal too. I should have many disturbing and sad thoughts. And if it is a good walk maybe I will find some enlightenment as to why my life is the way it is. O and I will take a camera to share pictures of the beautiful woods. It should be quite the walk...