At day's end, at day's beginning.
Mar. 27th, 2004 09:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
crowsI have retreated back into a paper journal. A new one, a new one opening in that utmost secrecy. There's art, poetry, and letters in it already... little things paperclipped about its pages, lovely. I'm very pleased. It is the Book of Journeys.
I started volunteering at a local adopt-a-cat shelter, with the Tiger. We're enjoying it very much. So far it's going to be thursday evenings for as many hours as it takes. That makes Thursday a very long day, but it also begins my official work week very well, being around all the kitties. Beyond that, I don't wager that I've much more to say. Not to you all, at least. Not that you all aren't worthy or anything, I've just... gotte my mind back in its own secret-dreaming place, and very few people see that beyond bursts of inspiration in cypher, that it yeilds. Expect writing. There is much forthcoming.
Take care, all of you, all of you.
And will somebody please, please, PLEASE ask it to STOP THE FUCK SNOWING?!
I started volunteering at a local adopt-a-cat shelter, with the Tiger. We're enjoying it very much. So far it's going to be thursday evenings for as many hours as it takes. That makes Thursday a very long day, but it also begins my official work week very well, being around all the kitties. Beyond that, I don't wager that I've much more to say. Not to you all, at least. Not that you all aren't worthy or anything, I've just... gotte my mind back in its own secret-dreaming place, and very few people see that beyond bursts of inspiration in cypher, that it yeilds. Expect writing. There is much forthcoming.
Take care, all of you, all of you.
And will somebody please, please, PLEASE ask it to STOP THE FUCK SNOWING?!