Normally I set my alarm for 6am. I wake, shower, drink coffee/smoke cigs, surf net, write/draw, then gather and go for the day. This ritual is necessary for my sanity. Often when I neglect some portion of it, I am an angerball. This morning, I woke 7:50am, showered, and rode to work, neglecting all the rest.
Thank god for my ipod (Thanks J!), the beautifully sunny morning, the gorgeous woman @ atlas, (the petite blonde one with the colorful tattoos, piercing blue eyes, pretty face), and knowing that, while sadness still pervades my quietude, I am beginning to feel promise again about the future. I have two and half months to gather/prep for BM. All I have is my ticket. I am getting re-excited, and need to focus on saving, collecting, and being creative.
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