monday off-erings
something feels funny tonight.my hair was too clean all day;
i could do simply nothing with it.
my stomach feels like it's been submerged into a deep fat fryer.
my right thumbnail is way too short for comfort.
my left foot has a fruit fly landing on it.
my big toe itches.
my wrist hurts from this damn desk.
too awake to go to bed.
to antsy to read.
i need a jane fonda workout.
guess i will group chat instead with my friendlings.
how are you?
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That was a productive group chat. We'll see if this whole Google Groups thing works out or not.
Oh my, the jane fonda days (at least for my mother; we all had a great time watching along). I am, as we speak, being a fantastic procrastinator... I am supposed to be finishing off an assignment for uni and instead I'm dreaming, drinking tea, thinking about your brilliant faraway world, and contemplating how we can make delicious street art.
"too awake to go to bed.
too antsy to read."
this reminds me of the things you've shared with me re: sp's feelings toward the night. a sacred time, but can be a frustratingly restless time too. everything from the day pent up inside and nothing seems a satisfying outlet. at least that's how i feel sometimes.
these acute observations of self...keep us grounded in the present. which, even though it doesn't always feel like the safest, is often the best place for us to be.
i have to think about what i've just said more, but...that's the raw version.
funny thing is...
last night...
I was feeling like my hair had too much product in it to look decent by anybody's standards
my stomach felt overly satisfied by the large amount of sushi consumed on half off night
both of my thumbnails had accidents that are requiring an infinite amount of time to grow back to a respectable length
my big toe is bleeding from an earlier session in the evening when my little brown dog and her friend ran into me at full "go-dog-go" force and literally almost knocked me to the ground
my wrists feel fine, though
and somehow I managed to go to sleep quickly despite the coffee consumed too late in the day
hoping this brings a smile to your Tuesday!
Suzy
I woke with the feeling we were all together last night. Very satisfying.
I did however have to read to slow my brain down until sleep became a viable option. The only book I brought, however, is Rant - not recommended for bedtime fodder.
Its effect on my dreams is undesirable.
em-
assignment for UNI? what is uni?
ooh, i love the idea of well-placed, seemingly accidental street art. paint splatterings and happy accidents.
kjk-
"everything from the day pent up inside and nothing seems a satisfying outlet." exacto. that IS the problem. I really need to start running.
Also, you are totally right. I always think I live in the future because I am such a rediculous and obsessive planner, but the truth is, I think I self-assess so much because it "grounds me in the present" exactly as you said...like because I know how I feel right now, I KNOW I am ME...at least for this one second.
Suzy-
You are so adorable to me. Thanks for your overwhelming recent kindnesses.
JMG-
I was remarkable chatting like that. I liked being together as you said. But I wrote this well before we chatted, it was my mood all night. I couldn't quite get the bile from a bad day out - and a movie, chores, books, baths...nothing seemed to release me from me.
Hence the restlessness.
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