today a headache forgot to leave it arrived yesterday hung about tried to make me into all sorts of things I declined it sat patient in the back of the room polite but not required funny how sometimes things which do not serve us can be so tenacious and patient while those which would serve us remain elusive I miss my cat
if nothing is and thinking makes it so then I think I am free of attachment and aversion and so I am right? I think I am free I think I am happy I think I close my eyes I do I am NoT there at home I am still here HMMMMM Descartes you suck.
See what happened is..I got this beautiful journal amazing shade of green/blue, stunning embossing. A hand crafted blown glass pen and the most scrumptious shade of blue to play with. I compose word salads with my loverly toys; which is what brings us to bookish. Bookish is the collected murmurings and meanderings of my subtle self in the early-wee-any hours. It turns out that deciphering the random collections of verbs nouns and their peeps is harder than ..than.. jumping across a very large body of water in one single plufflooo. …read more
