The way I’m thinking.
Lately I’ve found it somewhat difficult to sleep, and this has been causing me some mild problems. However, it’s not all bad. (It’s never all bad, and I know that now.) When I’m brought awake by insomnia, it gives me more time to think, more time to create, more time to free-associate. And my dreams are full of left-field connections that my waking life is not necessarily, so it changes how I create, it changes the boundaries and restrictions that I’d necessarily raise for myself.
So it’s not all bad. But, damn it, I miss sleep.
Hospital beard, part two (at Piedmont Hospital Bldg 95)
Looking for a book I cannot find, I managed to find books I read in elementary school, including Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing, Superfudge and the novelization of The Goonies. (at Alhambra)
Mark found my vintage Batman Returns era Hot Wheels Batmobile behind the hard drive!!! Yay!!! (at Encompass Digital Media)
Yesterday while visiting this area of the church, I removed some dead sunflowers from a vase that someone had left in memory of a loved one. The empty vase bothered me, so I brought some flowers back. Now I am going to sit here with a sandwich and a journal because I like it here. (at Peachtree Presbyterian Church)
Bryan Dodd (at Sweetwater Bar and Grill)
I am in a mood and need something old-fashioned, romantic, charming and with skills only a select few really even dare anymore. (at Target)