paper due monday. clock ticking down. i have to trust it will be well. i found a point i had missed earlier, and based on the response i got when i read the piece to my dearest i am going to trust that it is well and submit it.
such an interesting thing, writing. it's so intimately connected with living for me.
went and sat by a lake with a friend yesterday. it was nice enough.
he was describing the saftey precautions in nascar,
there are arm restraints.
.
so your arms don't get chopped off.
.
he smiled and looked at me.
well, they don't say it like that.
but i do.
and a neck brace.
so your neck doesn't break and your head doesn't fall off.
he laughed.
.
i'm graphic, what can i say.
he proceeded to describe other things and i just listened silently as my interpretation was not helping much. but he did remind me of a poem i had written years ago, which i'm going to have to cop a line from.
dunno. woke up with an idea which may not fly. i have to ask first. think later. then again, maybe it will fly. who knows.
i'm closing the store tonight and tomorrow night. at least tonight i'm with a girl who does her job well. meaning, i don't have to do everything. and she thinks i'm crazy, which makes it fun for me. guess my personality is slipping out a bit there. and that can only make it interesting.
my girl is dragging me to the mall today. i bought three outfits yesterday, two dresses and a skirt and top. they are so summery and sweet, i can't wait to wear them. need to find a pool and place to bask regularly this summer.
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