this is harder than i thought it would be. account for my day? my time? my head and heart? most of a normal day has a normal routine and rhythm. it that what i'm fighting?
i'm trying not to think only of myself most of the day and i'm trying not to let DT weigh down my soul.
remember the "bring beauty" intention. can only count launching people into their postcard writing mode as i do each Monday. that will be resting on my laurals. ok, will count it for today.
ate reasonably, played the piano a little. no writing other than this. upstairs to read about China.
good night olga.
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