there’s no heat in this apartment, but the leaves are dropping so there’s more light. it’s very novembery. the holidays are looming a bit. first time i’ll be solo for them in half a decade. this being alone business is overwhelming, but also… fortifying? like vitamin d? and weightlifting? and truth-telling? and brisk walks with wet hair in november wind? maybe so.
i’m grateful…
1) that t was born 38 years ago today
2) that h was born 46 years ago on tuesday
3) for j’s wonderful studio sale and how i feel so inspired to make art and write after being around her lovely work
4) this incredibly vile-tasting ginseng syrup that seems to be giving me a boost
5) noticing the thought loops more
6) that i just booked a dance weekend (yip!)
7) that the loud, crunchy, squeaky kitchen mouse seems to have only eaten one thing–wheatgrass berry seeds!
8) meditating on metro-north
9) for all the scorpios in my life (can anyone explain why an aries sun, moon, and venus girl has so many scorp friends? kindred martians?)
10) sunday
