Today was almost ludicrously validating in several different arenas of my life, which is not at all what I expected when I got out of bed this morning. The short course is that my teaching skills have not deserted me, even after a decade rusting and in a field I had never actually taught before, and separately I am looking at a professional opportunity which I am not going to talk about until it has some substance because I don't want to sneeze on it and break it, but the prospect makes me extremely excited. Also people said really nice things about my singing and my writing and they were even different people. I am exhausted but elevated in mood. I am going to pitch over sideways on this couch and stare at a movie or read this book
skygiants lent me and play Tacocat's "Grains of Salt" like ten more times.
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- 1: I cannot feel it, the veil of black, a fine spray of white paint
- 2: Pilgrimage, private life, mortality
- 3: My dream house is a negative space of rock
- 4: Your spirit watched me up the stairs
- 5: No, I'll build a cute flower border
- 6: If you don't want the death of the party after I'm gone, sing one for me
- 7: Life, a series of memorials and signals
- 8: Once you've gone, remains the question, baby
- 9: Does everybody know he's a ghost?
- 10: Broken like the earth or a name for a first love or a lesson in shame
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