I am in a much better mood than I have been. I got into a painting class. This is good for mental well being. :) I like things. I got a massage for hella long by three different people last night. Carla and a boy she picked up on a train recently (Javier?) used our kitchen for food. Javier is a good cook, and made duck and lentils and greens, with ( Read more... )

The weather is peaceful, inspirering, loveley. I adore it. Biking along, the scenery resembles animated story boards, with the pictures being enlarged and moved past you as you move forward. Nothing looked quite real. The air is moist, and warm enough. Its comforting, as if I am not really outside, not really anywhere or going anywhere ( Read more... )

While I do not condone all that destruction, ever, I can also see a point to it. Think about it. They were spreading the grief. I might not want to dwell on Grant's murder, but if someone smashed in my windows, and otherwise destoyed things that are integral to my everyday life, I can't continue to be complacent ( Read more... )

The death of an Idea.
The death of a dream.
A charred grave site, an open wound to the world.

And I'm not so sure the open air will heal it...

I am peaceful today. I might even say happy. Yes, I might. but definatly very peaceful, veryvery content. I prcticed viola this mornng, and had breakfast, and brushed my hair, and did a little homework, ad washed a pair of pants, and cleaned offthe livingroom table, and put on new socks, and finished the last chapter of a book... and even had lunch ( Read more... )

Mood wise I have been depressed, but calculus calms me and dancing makes me happy again for a while ( Read more... )