Too Late for Posting and Too Late for Going to Bed and Just Generally Too Late
I only have a few minutes to sum up the day, but things are pressured and hectic and part of me loves it. I have pressing deadlines and big personal and professional decisions to make, and while I am breathing a little shallowly I am invigorated by the challenges of the upcoming week.
I could write about so much now, but here in the final stretch I need to hunker down and stay focused on the few tasks at hand-wrangling TA and his short film I am producing, getting my exhibition up, and oh yay, taking care of all that personal stuff that has piled up like my neglected home, my under exercised dog, my upcoming class at City, and my woeful tax backlog. And the DY is still a mine field that I can’t talk about here-but what I can say is the app ROCKS.
OK-it’s 11:47 and I need to post.
Crib notes of today: I have realized that since I have stopped watching TV news, and the radio in my car doesn’t work, I have almost no idea what’s going on the world, and then I thought that is ok for now, but not for long. I have started to shed my injury and surgery pounds and feel better. I am nervous about my upcoming show, but also excited. I am in an extraordinary relationship that is not predictable in, but stable in the best way ever. Funny thing is we are still sort of polite three months in—and I think that is due to our mutually and exclusive intense times, and our excitement for one another.
I look at him and he is wonderful and accessible and exotic at the same time-I want to grasp and him and give room simultaneously—-more on all of this, gotta post.
