Mar 12, 2008 10:18
my friend jess just wrote about snail mail and it got me thinking. i always love it when i get letters in the mail from friends. in fact. i don't think i can remember the last time that's actually happened. i'm sure the last letter i got was probably from nicole.
are we addicted to instant gratification? i think maybe.
i am tired and stressed and yet... happy. it's a strange mix. i am still embroiled in the intricate weave of the "kushiel's legacy" trilogy. this 3rd book will be the death of me i swear. such good stories. worth wading through some of the tedius bits.
i love love love that the apartment is more manageable. i feel like i can breathe again.
nicole cooked up another magical dish last night. i don't know how she does it but i consider myself to be very lucky indeed to have such a skilled cook in a partner. she made a red curry chicken dish and it was sooooo good.
i'm anxious to have my blood test come back with a lower cholesterol. i want to show my doctor that our better diet has made a difference.
so i'm sort of checking writerscafe.org again. i found a bunch of my older poetry on nicole's computer. that makes me feel better. it's good to know i haven't lost the entire archive of my stuff. still i'm wary of getting on more and posting. even though now i'll back everything i write up.
god i'm scatterbrained. i need to sleep but my mind won't shut down. that's what a busy morning will do to you.
oh well i'll write more later. maybe when i'm making more sense. time for bed.