yawn. burp. scratchSo much to do. So overworked. My body hurts a bit. It got cold here recently; about time. Looking forward to more cold in TX but liked the cold in NYC recently. Hear it's a mess in Chicago. Cold's good. It should be cold when the days get shorter; helps stave off the feeling you're being cheated of time. When it's cold you can be thankful when darkness comes with it's mandate for more sleep. Thankful the days seem to be ticking off ticktickticktOck. 'cause when it's still nice out and you're trying to race out of work to take advantage of it but then the day's done and you feel like you're a slacker on fun and you don't know why you're so tired straight away after work 'cause, really, it's been such a lovely day but, aw, forget it, couch it for the night and read a book.l
So, yeah, chilly.
Found this tonight after an event I organized.
From a sheet of stationary by the public telephones in a very nice hotel:
because Love Himself is
near
You are here
you may find him
as sweet as the
nectar of life
as sweet as
it is
finding you
here.
...I thought that was pretty nice. I took it and, on the sheet below it, wrote my own little love poem. But I'm keeping that one to myself; let someone else blog about it.
Good night.
xoox
