On Fire

Greatpoets is on a killer streak. Here's another-- it makes me think of Andrew and a conversation we had where he said he'd count his life a failure if he lived in Vancouver the rest of his life. Also he has a spoilt cat but not, I think, a dull life. Who's to know with anyone else though?:

Apologia

My life is too dull and too careful -
even I can see that:
the orderly bedside table,
the spoilt cat.

Surely I should have been bolder.
What would biographers say?
She got up, ate toast and went shopping
day after day?

Whiskey and gin are alarming,
Ecstasy makes you drop dead.
Toy boys make inroads on cash
and your half of the bed.

Emily Dickinson, help me.
Steve, look up from your aunt.
Some people can stand excitement,
some people can't.

Connie Bensley

First Week Down

...and I think I've made the right choice. It's gonna be rough; I won't have free time ever again, I think, just time to apply to the absolute top-priority stuff in my life that's been whittled as small as I can make it. If spent class yesterday, though, with a prof who went on tangents about multi-use bigleaf maple woodlots and how to tap the local maple for syrup and how agro-forestry was a funny name because silvi-pasturing and so many other names converged on the same spot at all-- which isn't a design spot, after all, but a cluster of philosophies for developing widely diverse land uses.

I am making "friends"-- I use the term advisedly because a friend is only a friend if, after the program, we keep in touch, and I'm certainly not to that point with anyone yet.

The busy is restructuring my brain. I'm going back to an always-on state. When I'm awake things bubble up, everything I've forgotten to do and need to, toughts about things in general. I hope this will settle out a bit; when I get overloaded I can't relax, my mind just blanks and won't do anything. It's the kind of state where you put the cereal in the fridge and the milk in the cupboard constantly-- I guess my functionality has shifted.

I''ll need to put in some homework time, but not too much. I'm finally gonna get off my ass and make an herbarium-- I have to - and I'm getting ambitious about it. I've been supposed to be doing this for years-- I used to press and collect plants when I was six to ten, but then I stopped. Time to start again. I have yet to experience the information systems classes, but look forward to them.

Besides work and school, there is no time for anything to happen. I will be pretty boring for awhile-- oh, wait.

Someone wrote the definitive urban sustainability article for food consumers and it makes me incredibly happy. Finally! (Note: we are all food consumers)