Laughter...and space

So yesterdays post was heavy, I sat in it all day and went to bed with it.

This morning, I took my time waking up at 5:30am-into a rolling blackout for my area.

I couldn't open the garage door"easily" so I lingered in bed and whispered with The Barren, until the lights came back on. Then I got into the shower...washed my hair and got dressed for a day of work.

No earth shattering big moves or discoveries except I did it. I chose to keep moving forward...I dozed on the way into work as The Barren drove and got an almond crossant to eat with tea for breakfast and then started work.

I did that....continued to move forward.

I did some work and then found this on a blog I read about artists and it made me laugh, and feel ownership of myself and my work.

“I’m in my late 40’s, I’ve got nothing to prove, so I’m going to make whatever the fuck I want.”
 http://inthemake.com/randy-colosky/

I have nothing to prove, I just need to move and make what I am overwhelmed to.

simply plan, simple road to happiness

 

I am currently obsessed with this song, I feel like a monkey listening to it, bobbing up and down

to the beat....so dance my fellow monkeys, dance!