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September 22, 2000 Man ~ I'm neglecting my poor ol' journal here. I've been doing those morning pages all month ~ now, I need to get back into gear with this. I'm not too sure about this color either ~ it's a little too much on the pastel side for me but it's here, I'm too tired to change it. Latest bands to listen to:
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I'm taking a break from the world for a few minutes. I've just gotten back from Tech (I'm driving C.M. to work a few days a week, until he's all healed up and everything's straightened out.) and had a message from my dad ~ I need to just chill for a while before I call him back. Otherwise, it could get messy. LOL
So far, it seems that I have been almost right on 'cue' for the Artist's Way course. Except for the anger that popped in week one, I've been right on par. That in itself somewhat lends itself to the feeding of my ire ~ I hate to be predictable.
I'm going to take this time to bitch and moan for once: I'm tired; I'm feeling spacey and crabby and I don't know if I really want to talk to anyone right now. I'm ready for a good, escapist dream or journey ~ I'm tired of dealing with this plane of existence for the moment. I just want to get away! Speaking of which ~ where could I go for an Artist's Date tomorrow? I haven't done one for this week.
I can tell that those morning pages must be doing something ~ here I am, just rambling away without care in the world about how it sounds for once.
I think I'll just stop here for a while and try to come back tomorrow. I just wanted to check in ~ I miss my journal.
