things happen for a reason… even if that means up all night with one’s head unexplainably hanging over a small garbage bin… yacking! but…
…as I say, things happen for a reason, and a day of rest was probably necessary.
the creative juices, while being encouraged to flow freely, have also been challenged like never before…
so, again, a day of rest was probably necessary.
i’m enjoying this day, and looking forward to getting out again tonight, camera in hand to see what i can see. i’m feeling better… a child old enough to run to pick up a pepsi (nearest shop doesn’t sell coke?!)… premium plus… my sofa… a blow-y, blustery, hazy day that allows for lounging on said sofa without guilt… kittens to snuggle… sock puppets… comic books… a fort of weeds… a husband, understanding… a little time to replenish the pot….
