In the P.M. when all is quiet but my iBook
I feel like making these.
Ready for a chill in the air and warm colors on the Earth.
Listening to 'The Reminder' from Feist because she's lovely.
Feeling piled on top of.
Trying to enjoy the process.
Wanting great changes to come quickly and learning to wait where I am.
Knowing my morning coffee will be with milk and sugar because I forgot creamer again.
Easing in to my reorganized workspace.
Wondering if this online community knows the large part it plays in my creative journey.
(Counting the days until Grey's Anatomy!)
Needing to be stronger in myself.
Enjoying my sweet melancholy tonight.
Back in a few days with something to show for. Write me a haiku or something pretty.