Fly, fly, fly...
Jan. 27th, 2008 08:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
crowsTravel plans for New York are made for next month.
I can't keep my hands out of anything. I've sewing I'm at, knitting, guitar, the usual singing, and more writing than I can hold in my head at any given moment...
Not to mention a thousand more ephemeral things, which I relish even more. It is good, it is good, it is good. It is...
I hate having so much to say and then realizing I don't, as soon as I open my mouth. The most interesting new development is, however, that I seem to find myself falling back into the fold of a smile behind my teeth, every time I go silent.
I have three names to play with:
Kestral Gaim
Adler Mourne
Yaeli Brokov
No relation.
I can't keep my hands out of anything. I've sewing I'm at, knitting, guitar, the usual singing, and more writing than I can hold in my head at any given moment...
Not to mention a thousand more ephemeral things, which I relish even more. It is good, it is good, it is good. It is...
I hate having so much to say and then realizing I don't, as soon as I open my mouth. The most interesting new development is, however, that I seem to find myself falling back into the fold of a smile behind my teeth, every time I go silent.
I have three names to play with:
Kestral Gaim
Adler Mourne
Yaeli Brokov
No relation.