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Time folds in on itself - how did we all get so old.
I slept until my alarm chimed bird sounds at 7am. This is a rare occurrence.
My dreams were wild but not memorable, only the feeling and flashes of colour left behind. This is my weekend now, time to recover and regroup but I already feel the weight of obligation and the plans I made for myself.
I am tired and on shaky ground, yet I will it solid. As I type these dour words I think, what a bummer of an intro, surely this can't stand. I will delete and share the beauty and lightness that I also found this week. Because I can always find it.
If resilience is a curse, I have been hexed.
Remember too, this place is a creative exercise. Perhaps the only creativity I will experience in the week. I like putting words together.
The words are partly crafted from the music playing in my big headphones, Marconi Union, Brian Eno, Hammock, Nils Frahm - icy and atmospheric on a warm June morning. Music for introspection - like I need any encouragement.
I want to write, I think you are beautiful. But who am I thinking of, I do not know.
I think you are beautiful.
I walked. I watched a show everyone is talking about. I listened to an audiobook. I have sat in the garden in the sun, knee deep in buttercups and daisies, punctuated by poppies and foxgloves. I am going to see live music on Sunday and Monday. I have talked to friends - human and the furry kind and I have harvested fresh spinach.
I have made good food and healthy drinks, enjoyed naps, yoga and breathing exercises. See what I am doing? I can't help it.
If resilience is a curse, I have been hexed.
Susumu Yokota comes on my headphones - glorious. I was trying to be reminded of this album. There are no accidents.
and I still think you are beautiful.
Thank you for introducing me to Susumu Yokota. Love.
ReplyDeleteHi Barbara! Thanks for reading, happy you can enjoy the music too! XO
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