Anouk.
A few months ago I had listed some items as unofficial homework for myself. These tasks were meant to get me motivated in a small way. I do not normally get motivated like this. Primarily, I believe most of my ideas are larger than life or not well thought out for the situation be it money, time, or skill. Lately, these little projects have had a way of working themselves out.
To quote:
An inconclusive list: #1. Draw a haiku in Spanish (for Katie) (Done)#2. Draw emotional bankruptcy #3. Write a love letter to an unknown man who will be your next love (Done but I’d like it to be on nice paper and sealed)
#4. Write an essay on emotional bankruptcy #5. Write a romance story (for KTK) (Abandoned for lack of skill and motivation)
#6. Photograph unflattering parts of your home (DONE, but Abandoned for the online world—they were not interesting)
#7. Send love and excitement through the USPS
The others still exist as ideas and perhaps started projects.
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Today’s 55555
9/17/09: 1. Finally cleaning my closet 2. Resulting feeling of accomplishment as well as control 3. old music from a few years back 4. making myself a satisfying dinner/lunch tomorrow for once 5. sitting with my emotions and letting them live
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Dream from last night included a multistory house (again) in the suburbs with lots of little staircases. Was at a dinner party there and in trying to leave was told to avoid letting a small child on one of the lower stories see you. In climbing down a ladder and beginning to descend some stairs a little bald boy saw us (I believe it was Mari and I). We both rushed down the stairs and into an alley, the little boy on our heels making zombie-like grunting noises. Mari was unable to hide from the little boy and eventually they both found me. Both were wearing golden togas with beautiful embroidery and both said something to me in French while climbing up to sit inside a circle cut out of a stone wall.
