Self Portrait - September 2010
I feel passionate about not going to war – and children not being gun down by bullets. I wouldn’t say I was passionate about making a living – the wording doesn’t really fit, but like most, I’d like have the funds to continue on my path of personal freedom. Lil Momma needs her Botox!
There is a bud of “let it go” growing inside my head. Fuck it, I’ll water it and let it continue to grow. But I must say, I’m not good with nurturing and growing things. My green thumb has black paint on it.
Royal View This Evening
It’s been a Yuna day. Google her if you don’t know. Flowing, bending and swaying my way through the obstacles. Ditchin’ and dodgin’ the triggers that send my mind into an angry pit of my own making. Or it could be the new anti-depressants. Whatever works.
I’m even looking forward to taking a cold bath. Well, it will be luke-warm. I need to shave – and I can’t shave in the shower – I always lose my balance and end up cutting myself. Seriously, I don’t know how others do it…but I cannot shave in the shower.
I love that fall is in the air…not the same as in Portland, but I can smell a shift. Time to order some of my favorite teas. Fall isn’t fall without tea, honey and cream. I do miss Sauvies Island this time of year. Driving all the way out there – to take part in the fresh harvest.
Funky and hairy, it’s time to take the cold plunge.