For some reason this morning, everything feels different The walls feel electric I feel connected to everything around me Music is more beautiful. Every. note. My soul feels calm and open Even the concrete under my feet has meaning This soft oak wood table feels real and powerful under my fingers I feel as if … Continue reading Part of Everything
Cruel Are the demons That creep Up your sleeves Sometimes The horrors Are Your dreams
You may think I'm crazy A loose piece of string A hanging limp body With a cool deadly drink These arms they can't hold me These legs have a thirst Only weavings of chaos Will hold 'til I burst Photo credit: G. Mark Lewis at G. Mark Art
It's kind hilarious to me how I vacillate between "OMG MY JOB IS THE BEST AND I'M SO PASSIONATE AND EVERYONE ROCKS" and staying up until 2am maniacally mapping out an escape plan like a prisoner at Alcatraz.
I am totally shit-tastically in love with this white crop top I found at the thrift store last weekend. So much that I decided to choreograph a chair dance in honor of it - while wearing it!! Cute little white top, this one's for you: I think you're cute! To "I Think You're Cute" by … Continue reading I Think You’re Cute
The longer I live, the more people I talk to, the more relationships I have, the more I realize that talent or skill is much less about being naturally good at something and much more about time. People who can take a computer or cell phone and reprogram it have spent hours and years thinking … Continue reading Talent, Skill, and Time
In case any of you wonderfully, wisely child-less folks have ever wondered... What it's like to have kids: Take your alarm clock. Set it to go off every 5 minutes. Set it to the music you hate the most. Then the volume all the way up. Now disable the snooze. Now jump out the window.
My resolution for 2018 is to ride life like a water slide. I can change positions to go faster or slower, or to make things more comfortable or feel more risky, but once I start down the slide, I'm not in control anymore; gravity is. At that point, it doesn't matter if I'm facing the … Continue reading What’s Your Gravity?
There's really not much more to say. Except thank you, Justin Timberlake.
Because I refuse to be out-weirded and out-talented by some online kook who happens to have access to a pole. Behold! Sit spin guitar Flatline tambourine Gemini flute Teddy bear djembe Brass monkey guitar You're welcome.