The tide has started to ebb, just as it reached its highest point. Bright rays of sunlight cut the melting ice like lasers. The cult of Snuggie reminds me one size fits all, but I've done some personal growths, my soul got larger. I used to hang my coat by its hood now I use that inner string thing they sew on the back collar.
I'm seriously considering buying bulk food for emergency situations. I wonder what food I'm eating during superbowl.
I've been playing with designs, but nothing is exciting me. Ever since the holidays, I've been in a far less productive phase. Although I never give myself enough credit. I spent hours on something I'm not happy with now, it was an idea I had to work out, and now instead of a feeling of accomplishment I have a mix of tired disappointment and self loathing. Problamata XXX as Aristotle called it, the unhappy meloncholy which drives me to create.
We are third dimensional beings who learn our lessons in time and space.
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