Was going to check in and post a bit about how I was back a bit, back when I was, but now - ten work days, two full weekends and eight concert nights later - I'm off again. Off the grid. Off the lid. Super stoked when: life is open.
And if it rains? Be super soaking.
See y'all again later this September! I have big plans this time. As usual. Summer fires you up. Let's see if maybe this winter I can actually keep that fire going; make something of that drive.
Got a new car btw. Smooth transition. My first car. More on that later.
It's raining here today, on this side of the equator.
But don't just sit inside! Get out there and saver.
The way we live our lives, the way we regret or we waver.
It's not the way. I think I'll stop today.
I'll see you greater.
Friendly super artist friend (?) Chutney glorified a recent review I'd written. Shout out.
I didn't grow up in the grand universe this great man created, but I've been spending more and more time there these last few years, so I guess I might've become a pretty big Marvel fan after all.
Didn't draw anything but I did write a poem:
Haiku for a bright
Morning when the world wakes up
(Ellipses - three syllables.)
So it's that time of the year once again! When we fill up our pantry, then gather together to feast like beasts and be friendly with family. :)
I thought I'd have a few days more to prepare (a blog), but time flies when you're
having fun packing presents. May your day be merry, though! I'm off to spend some time watching people unpack all those presents I just spent half the day wrapping... after a hopefully good meal and get-together.
Some spontaneous inspired Christmas poetry for the day:
Christmas time is nigh!
I look up at the sky...
Though all I see is ceiling.
Still seems a bit appealing.
It's bright and crisp and white,
Unlike the outside ground.
But good things come tonight,
When all us gather round.
Around the Christmas tree,
To get and give and feel,
Like part of something bigger!
And better. Let us heal.
Let us chit chat and relax,
And eat a bunch of snacks,
After too big a Christmas dinner,
Without winners - all grow fat.
And even without snow,
We've got all we need.
With friends and folks we know,
And ginger dough to eat.
And meals to make us sleep,
And too much stuff to wrap,
Just thought I'd write a poem,
And then it's back to that.
Or whatever it is you celebrate where you're at.
Alternatively: And don't forget the hat.