Learned: I’m still attracted to saddish songs. I wake up a lot when there is a psychological thriller playing on the TV. Sitting up in a regular chair (not bar-stool or counter height) and writing is better than I thought it would be.
3. Transformation wants to happen as a natural occurrence. Humans resist transformation but love it when it happens. The safety in familiarity. 3.
Seems: Like when I hear my current theme songs, it seems my heart is a little sad and a little hopeful. Like humans must count, measure and judge. That I can be seen from the front window. Like I’m afraid of messing up projects now that I’ve bungled the wall where I wanted to install shelf. Like making it easy means getting someone else to do it.
New Habit: I am starting a new habit this morning. Sitting up at my new OLD desk to write vs. twisting around in bed to attempt to say what needs to be said. A good start. I’ll call it “getting out of bed.”
Accomplished: There was a desk that I thought was for me and I took a chance and sent money and guys, and boom now I’m sitting at it.
Thinking about: What if I picked one as enough instead of three or five? Getting on with the completion of that which has me prostrate. And, still thinking about going back to bed. It’s a habit.
Q: What if one/once was enough (instead of three or “more”)? Could you stop counting? What are you counting that means not enough?
Video: https://youtu.be/w6T02g5hnT4
Reading: Old emails I didn’t understand the first time around.