Category: wandering mind

Take off my shoes and wade into a rust blood red pool. Not water like water, but a body. Water as a body. A body of tissue under my toes, into my toes. The bottom of a body. The pulse of a heart of water. It ripples like water ripples. Like ribbons. Like breath around…

Last night, I washed my face with my orange neutrogena face wash like I always do. Put a mandarin slice of soap in my palm, made the sink water do laps around the drain to warm up, and I polished and I polished and I polished the white suds all over my skin. And I…

Last night, in my dream, I could curl 29lbs over 30 times. Which if you are a girl means some serious arm muscle, some serious strength. I tried the 17lb dumbbell first because I knew I needed a challenge (I’d been curling 10lbs, 15lbs), but even the 17lb was too light, so I moved up,…

…It’s national eat what you want day.

today. is. utterly. boring. and draaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaging. And completely dull other than the fact that I have to get up in front of some younger peeps and their parents and a tv camera and try not to stumble on the word “exhibition” after the word “arts” and “Carmody” which is the girl’s name, which feels like…

My blog is turning one on Thursday!

I’ve been hunting the fedex man through the online tracking. Like modern day horses and hounds. If I were home, I’d open the door foaming at the mouth and bleary-eyed and maybe holding a pot holder and a butter knife. He’d have no idea what to do with me – except hand over my package…

I’m a little late for work because I was waiting for a package. And not even a really important package, but one you have to sign for and when you aren’t there they leave you a slip that says they were there and then you have to drive to some creepy warehouse in the dark…