the sky is falling
yesterday was truely gorgeous and every being, tree, bird, and rockface was grateful to the skies for it. but to have a fresh sun come up this morning and greet everything with pink irridesence and allow us to move along on dry paths again is a miracle, surreal and a tease. Today was bizarre. What a glorious sunny morning. Had i known it was going to be so clear I would have woken to watch the sunrise. sunrise has to be the most special part of the day everymorning, yet this city catches little of it in winter months. I have painting all day on wednesdays and it is the fun 'hump' day, as they call it, not so much a hump and more of a magnificant peak. a couple girls and i in class are fairly jovial and play around with the teacher a lot....this morning especially becuase of the brightening pink sky. by mid morning we were still quite hyper, but the weather had clouded a bit. we went out for lunch and by the time we arrived back to class it was raining and heavy. our bellies full and bodies fatigued. we all felt heavy and drained. after an hour i became super dizzy and fell to the floor. putting all art supplies away was a blur. i met up with a friend to go to the VAG after class and we were both spacey...the clouds made the world feel contained. we spoke with another friend who approached us and began blabbering on about this artist talk tomorrow...he suddenly interupted himself and asked if we also felt this heaviness of the sky falling on us. the sky is falling! we all had headaches. atmospheric pressure had messed us up....the weather is bipolar here and psychologically we are also confused because of such a promising morning it was.
i lay in bed, i was spinning, my body was so high that i had extra-perceptual senses that took over any acuteness in the mind. i think more now that there was garlic in my salad dressing at the Naam, and less that this weather malfunction is discombobulating me...damn its crucial to watch what is in my food when I'm out. i've been out a lot lately, I think i always want to be served. i'm not usually on the reciprical end of creating food and serving. i haven't bought groceries in nearly two weeks besides a few veggies for wraps or bananas for breakfast here and there. working at an indian restaurant doesnt help...they supplie me for at least a third of the week, yay. i'm going to make some wicked smoothies tomorrow.
i lay in bed, i was spinning, my body was so high that i had extra-perceptual senses that took over any acuteness in the mind. i think more now that there was garlic in my salad dressing at the Naam, and less that this weather malfunction is discombobulating me...damn its crucial to watch what is in my food when I'm out. i've been out a lot lately, I think i always want to be served. i'm not usually on the reciprical end of creating food and serving. i haven't bought groceries in nearly two weeks besides a few veggies for wraps or bananas for breakfast here and there. working at an indian restaurant doesnt help...they supplie me for at least a third of the week, yay. i'm going to make some wicked smoothies tomorrow.