friday.
this has been a long & strange week.
the weekend promises to be just as long & strange as the week has been. oh boy, what fun.
looking forward to relaxing tonight. chill out with my paints & some trash TV, drink a lot of coffee, smoke too much, & try to clear my mind of all the crap that is building up.
the spring can�t come soon enough right now. i need that rebirth more than ever. i need to know that there is still life out there. i need to know that things that look frozen & dead can come back & bloom anew. i know that they will� but right now i need to see it, need to touch something warm & alive. so much around me seems cold & distant, hidden under ice & all my wishing & good words can�t make it thaw. i need to feel warmth in something i touch. i�m the artic Midis� everything i touch turns to ice. i need the spring to free me. i need the hope that comes with the promise of rebirth.
�you could always hear the rub squeaking
of those two tree limbs
�till one day one of them came down
taken down by the wind
but on the one that�s still there
you can see where the bark
was rubbed bare
it�s a metaphor
if you know what i mean
how have you been�
i still have work to do & i don�t feel like chasing myself down the rabbit hole again today. i�m going to move some anvils, sweep & dump the trash, clean off my desk & hope that the morning is warmer than it is right now.
i�ll post more tomorrow.
have a good night.
be well.
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Today�s Stats
Coffee Count: 5 mugs
Cigarettes: 8
Candy: a mint Life Saver
Now Playing: out of range Ani Difranco
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�Machines cannot put art into an object, only hands and hearts can.�
-John Woodman Higgins
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