The second draft of the play is DONE, ladies and gentlemen, with blood sweat and tears. I have regained sanity, but not for long – one woman show coming up on the 29th and I need to write it still! Brief reprieve – 3,2,1, GO!
I was just beginning to write this note, and then – I spilled my smoothie on the bed.
1. Don’t get too comfortable.
2. Don’t try to multitask – you’ll meet a sticky end.
3. Drink smoothie before working.
Luckily, I didn’t spill any on my laptop!
So – in the sunshine glow behind my orange curtains – with a green stain on my bed and wet patch on my trousers – I am announcing this to be A Good Day!
Google searches: offline for most of the day
General mood: shattered, sulky, elated
Count of creative arguments: lost
Song ready to be sent in for deadline: 1 (thankfully, they only requested one!)
Project proceeding apace. Meanwhile, I’m wondering about being lucky. Because I am – I feel very lucky. I’d say incredibly blessed, if I didn’t fear being judged for over-spirituality. And then I’d still say that.
Noticing the countless ways of being lucky is a skill. One it behooves you to practice. Lucky people are only lucky because they practice the lucky muscle. (Shut up, you know what I mean).
I’m too tired for this. Gotta catch some sleep. See you on the other side of dawn. I’ll be dreaming of dogs (music partner currently adding dog barking as a sound effect to newest song. How is this my life… #lifesurprises )