Archive for August 2010

the pockets


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Monday Milo transported a spring he found outside and his leftover red stick from eating cheese and crackers from St. George to our house.


Yesterday at the gym he found parts of a broken pen on the ground he wanted to keep.

Today, before he got in the shower, he emptied his pockets. Three pennies, one soda can tab, 5 rubber bands around his wrist and a toy from a 25 cent machine.

He's a little on the odd side, but he's always keeping me amused.

guess who's back, on the crazy track.


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Last week I was in my front yard and I thought to water the plants on my porch. Halfway through watering them I realized they were all completely dead with no chance of revival. Such is my life lately. I went to work on Monday and my boss asked how my life is going. My answer: I'm in a creative slump, I feel stressed about school and getting an internship next summer, and I have a bruise on my rib cage. All in all, I think I feel so overwhelmed about everything I have to do that I can't even think to do it. I sort of feel like at any moment a strong wind is going to blow the house of cards I'm balancing - and everything will come crashing down.


So I bought new plants for my porch (with a commitment to water them before they start to turn brown), I scheduled a meeting with my partner for our school project, and I began the first step to watching adobe tutorials.

Deep breath.