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today, today. i had a few thoughts that remain relevant, so i guess i'll share.
one: i've taken for granted my proximity to one of the largest malls in the country, and i'm trying to fix that.
two: i went shopping. something that absolutely needed to happen, and the means of accomplishing number one.
three: i'm actually tiring of rain. i guess it's different when you have to walk around in it, watch horses stand in it, and come home exhausted and horribly grimy because of it. the creek overflowed, last night, and we lost several fence posts, the integrity of the electric fence, our mounting block, two trashcans (although we did find the lids) and all of the feed and hay. means, hungry wet miserable horses. means, mean horses. means, bitchy riding instructors. we didn't make a lot of friends today.
four: laundry. something has to change, i think i'm on my way to investing in a drying rack. i hate having things shrink in the dryer, and i don't know how to change it.
i'm getting close to making things up, here. lists don't usually work too well, for me. if you're someone who i told i'd get in touch with, or if i owe you words or time, i apologize for not getting back to you and i'm sorry, but there is going to be an even greater delay: i'm working a lot, these more recent days, and i'll be out of my house from eight am until ten pm every day for the rest of this week. then i have some serious cleaning to do, and then we start again. let me know how next weekend looks for you. and, finally: camp makes me want to write, and this hasn't happened except once before and it's strange but not wholly unpleasant. it isn't even exactly inspiration, it's just as if, all of a sudden, i am able to again if i want to and it's empowering, that feels nice. but showering multiple times daily is tearing the shit out of my hair, not to mention the damage done by rain and walking around drenched for the majority of my day. there is blue pen on my right knee and black pen on my left arm that won't wash off - the red came off just fine - and it reminds me of what's real and what has to change. i almost bought a hat today with a moose on the front, but passed it by. i think i'm going back to get one as soon as i can breathe. but now: sleeptime. i am so fucking screwed, this is rediculous and i hate it but i need money so i'm going to play along. one more reason to anticipate august. sigh. as for tomorrow: my sneakers will undoubtedly still be dripping in the morning, and that will be the perfect beginning to a ruined day. forecast? rain.
fantastic.
one: i've taken for granted my proximity to one of the largest malls in the country, and i'm trying to fix that.
two: i went shopping. something that absolutely needed to happen, and the means of accomplishing number one.
three: i'm actually tiring of rain. i guess it's different when you have to walk around in it, watch horses stand in it, and come home exhausted and horribly grimy because of it. the creek overflowed, last night, and we lost several fence posts, the integrity of the electric fence, our mounting block, two trashcans (although we did find the lids) and all of the feed and hay. means, hungry wet miserable horses. means, mean horses. means, bitchy riding instructors. we didn't make a lot of friends today.
four: laundry. something has to change, i think i'm on my way to investing in a drying rack. i hate having things shrink in the dryer, and i don't know how to change it.
i'm getting close to making things up, here. lists don't usually work too well, for me. if you're someone who i told i'd get in touch with, or if i owe you words or time, i apologize for not getting back to you and i'm sorry, but there is going to be an even greater delay: i'm working a lot, these more recent days, and i'll be out of my house from eight am until ten pm every day for the rest of this week. then i have some serious cleaning to do, and then we start again. let me know how next weekend looks for you. and, finally: camp makes me want to write, and this hasn't happened except once before and it's strange but not wholly unpleasant. it isn't even exactly inspiration, it's just as if, all of a sudden, i am able to again if i want to and it's empowering, that feels nice. but showering multiple times daily is tearing the shit out of my hair, not to mention the damage done by rain and walking around drenched for the majority of my day. there is blue pen on my right knee and black pen on my left arm that won't wash off - the red came off just fine - and it reminds me of what's real and what has to change. i almost bought a hat today with a moose on the front, but passed it by. i think i'm going back to get one as soon as i can breathe. but now: sleeptime. i am so fucking screwed, this is rediculous and i hate it but i need money so i'm going to play along. one more reason to anticipate august. sigh. as for tomorrow: my sneakers will undoubtedly still be dripping in the morning, and that will be the perfect beginning to a ruined day. forecast? rain.
fantastic.