Thursday

Not a whole lot to say today. I'm wondering if anyone reads this, or if I'm just writing to please myself. Maybe I shouldn't care. After all, the pleasure is in the creation of the words, not in the audience's reaction to them. I love writing. I love the feel of the keys underneath my fingers and the lightning connection to my brain. When I get on a roll, it's like I'm almost not thinking about it...the thoughts get composed so instantaneously that I can barely move my fingers fast enough to get them down. I love that. Years ago there was a book called "Flow" that described this phenomenon perfectly. I forget who the author was except that he had a very long Polish name. (Sorry to all of my Polish readers. LOL! Actually I do have one Polish reader...probably my only reader! Love you Kath!)

Quick gratitudes and then I'm off to the gym:

I'm grateful for:

• my health (blood tests for foot surgery show that I have really good blood!)
• my excellent, witty podiatrist
• the gym being right here on campus
• that it's THURSDAY already
• a busy, productive, extra-money weekend coming up
• the fact that my feelings about things are so profound...I'd rather be alive than sleepwalking through my life
• possibilities
• love
• friendship
• the purple evening coming up on Monday!

Love. Peace out. All that.