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it is late & i feel like i�ve been stuck in low gear all day. been getting things done, just not moving very fast. still recovering from the road trip & i could use another 8-10 hours of solid sleep. (ain�t gonna happen so i ain�t gonna get my hopes up about it) mood is still on the low side, but i think that has a lot to do with being tired & returning to work. the snow outside is just icing on the cake. snow in spring. this does not surprise me at all. there is a reason i don�t put away the snow shovels until the first time i mow the lawn. i�ve lived in new england my whole life & i�ve come to expect snow late in the year. (i remember it snowing on may day once) let the snow have its last dance� spring will still come & nothing will change that. i can smell the rebirth in the air & no amount of snow can erase it. i have a gig wednesday up in Lowell & no idea what i�m going to do for it. (it is at Capos if you are interested. starts at 7:30pm) it is a music & poetry open mic & they can be really fun or really really painful. (please, no more covers of sweet baby james. pleeeeeese.) thinking of just winging it, but i tend to get myself into trouble when i do that. who knows� see what the day brings. spent the night working on poetry slam paperwork. it is kinda like watching sausage being made. i love poetry� i hate the paperwork behind it. then again, i do love the challenge of it all. welcome to the split personality that is me. i can�t see straight & i can hear the applejacks in the kitchen calling my name. more tomorrow. be well. |
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