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greenstorm) wrote2008-09-27 01:26 pm
greenstorm) wrote2008-09-27 01:26 pm
Like It Says
"Life is short but sweet for certain"
I certainly swing around more when I can write.
Poetry has also come back into my life. I spent an hour and a half this morning reading out from my stash of best-of-greatpoets and feeling lovely. I'm writing again. I'm loving again, not merely(?) going about the business of living my life. I'm beginning to understand why it's okay to have a dirty house sometimes.
I'm working a bunch this weekend. Money may be coming back into my life too. W00t!
Lotta thinking to do about seduction. Have a lotta thinking to do about interpersonal in general. I think I'm going back into people-space again. I really cannot tell what causes these swoops and dips in my personality-- going from arguing with Simon about whether I am an introvert on Friday night to not wanting to hang out alone this weekend (though here I am, alone in my own house, and it's good so long as I fill it with this sound o fmy own voice).
I notice that rejection always stings a bit, no matter how soft it is or how warmly given. Angus is somewhat envious of my ability to get into bed with "lots" of people, but as I tell him: don't be picky, expect two rejections for every yes, and you'll be fine. I usually lose him at the don't be picky part. Often I lose myself there.
Okay. Rat cage cleaning. Promise.
I certainly swing around more when I can write.
Poetry has also come back into my life. I spent an hour and a half this morning reading out from my stash of best-of-greatpoets and feeling lovely. I'm writing again. I'm loving again, not merely(?) going about the business of living my life. I'm beginning to understand why it's okay to have a dirty house sometimes.
I'm working a bunch this weekend. Money may be coming back into my life too. W00t!
Lotta thinking to do about seduction. Have a lotta thinking to do about interpersonal in general. I think I'm going back into people-space again. I really cannot tell what causes these swoops and dips in my personality-- going from arguing with Simon about whether I am an introvert on Friday night to not wanting to hang out alone this weekend (though here I am, alone in my own house, and it's good so long as I fill it with this sound o fmy own voice).
I notice that rejection always stings a bit, no matter how soft it is or how warmly given. Angus is somewhat envious of my ability to get into bed with "lots" of people, but as I tell him: don't be picky, expect two rejections for every yes, and you'll be fine. I usually lose him at the don't be picky part. Often I lose myself there.
Okay. Rat cage cleaning. Promise.