It's beautifully sunny outside today, but cold again. I'm thinking i'll hold off for a while on climbing on the roof to clean gutters. Maybe just a little cleaning around the house today. It is supposed to be a day off after all. Tomorrow i'm helping run an improv workshop and poeting afterwards and therefore will have no time to worry about things like laundry and vacuuming.

What i'd rather do...is dream up crazy adventures of late night drives to far away cities where a hot jazz band plays and people actually listen and dance and swing the night away. Or an all night session in someone's basement with everyone there making music anyway they can. If the world is going to fall apart around me, i'd rather go down singing than vacuuming.~w

I accomplished some major clean up to the poetry alive website yesterday which made me very happy. It also warmed up about 20 degrees making it seem less like winter and more like spring here for a moment.

I've been dreaming again. But i keep forgetting to write them down. It's almost like i'm afraid of knowing something. Fearing a warning that will not come. Knowing there is an accident ahead on the highway, but continuing forward to see what it looks like. Why are we fascinated by destruction, but forget to stop and look at the beauty around us? Today my goal is simply to be aware.~w

I have to be at work early today to discuss database programming. Urg. I am all lethargy just at the thought of it. I feel like cocooning or hibernating or anything to avoid it. Probably means that it's good for me or something to use my brain that much.~w

The wind is blowing hard today. It makes the air electric. The tension runs through me and i feel as if i'm wired for sound. I don't know how well i'll do at sitting still today.~w

I love puzzles and chasing rainbows. It took me a lot to admit that, but i do. There's something about an impossible task that i find irresistible. Perhaps that is why half the time i can be found frustrated and fussing with something that most others wouldn't bother with at all. Now the other half, of course, you'll find me dancing on air as i prove once again that sometimes the impossible IS possible. The dangerous moment is when i'm between tasks and am looking for something impossible to tackle. Good thing i've decided to reteach myself to play piano. That should keep me sufficiently busy for a while.~w

The last team has the last show about ready to go. We'll kick them out of here today. The phones will be lit up again now that school is back in session and the office will kick up to frenzy pace again. The difference? My home is feeling much more calm. (I actually stumbled through Stardust from beginning to end last night at a nice...slow...tem..po. I've been working pieces at a time and now my fingers are making those 10 note stretches a bit easier.) I figure that the way to work for world peace is to start in your own home. I haven't figured out how to reduce my desire to "buy more stuff" all the time, but i'll continue to work on that a little bit each day as i pay off my debt to the bankers. I also got to know my neighbors a little better recently, which seems to be an essential tool in building a community.~w

I think boredom may be the root of all evil. It makes people get overly excited about absolutely nothing and creates messes. Despite all that i managed to have a lovely evening hanging out with a dear friend.~w