going well

but i may have lost some mojo because mary and mindy returned tonight and i am a little itinerant right now -- floating around with print outs, loose sheets, external hard drives, and pens. i am laboring over many words and ideas. but it's good. i feel so comfortable working at mindy's desk. i wish i could get ty pennington to remake a corner of my place in this spirit. maybe i will be part of the deserving poor at some point? -- if only i had cancer or children with cancer or children with cancer who have pets with cancer.

and then the softer side of sears could come through for me.

i dare to dream. anyway, thanks for all your support and good energy. i can feel each of you shooting your karmic loads my way -- as the guru yogi para would say.

it's surprising to read what i have already written as i go back to refine.

closing in on five. another afternoon shift and some more headstands. and then it's three. it's okay to be soft in the middle right?

this afternoon, on the D6 i was imagining what color bow i will wrap around the whole three ring binder as i pass it off to mary.

david, i mostly don't believe what people say at conferences about my work. i figured that they just want to come to my hotel room to watch me brush my teeth. or maybe they just want to get me flat on my back in a park in paris? or maybe they just want to snuggle in the morning with paris, nicky, and a crescent of luna bars? and don't you front: you each know of what i type.