What quelled the monkeybrain effect was listening to the steady light crunch of my boots against the carpet of fresh snow, and thinking how the skeletanous trees looked as if they were swathed in billows of glittering cotton batting. I love the morning gumps. As is my norm, they range from 1.5 to 2 hours. today's was especially sublime.
I figure this is mostly for my eyes only lest a blizzard of "followers" suddenly join in. So freedom of expression is uncorked from the dusty cask that was forgotten in a Blair-Witch-style basement for far too long.
I even began a scarf today from a pattern that was being fine-tuned. It's a thrill to have people want to purchase them. I hope to figure out the how-to's of posting them here, or doing an Etsy store.
One bold endeavor at a time, though. In a few hours i can go to sleep, satisfied with the fulfillment of creating the day i wanted. An intent i remind myself of every morning with one little query : " What do i want today to look like?" I go from there.
I'll even sleep in satisfied self acceptance and not rumination. Typos herein and everything.
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