@iwnbh, a little embarrassed I found the word "heave" & not "heaven" after staring at it for at least an hour.
Yo, congrats on your first injection :)) May every one after be unremarkable and painless.
I have tried so many times to write about what insomnia feels like, and never get it right. You did it beautifully here. I sometimes wonder if my imagination is *too visual*, the exact opposite of yours: when I close my eyes, I automatically visualize all sorts of things. Sometimes I can't tell whether or not I'm dreaming. Bombarded with so many images all the time, it sometimes makes it difficult to write.
happy michaelbirthday Q(^.^ (when i combine words like that i often think of you and "morningdark" or "Carrothope")
Love you most + cadbury mini eggs + the chocolate cookie bread from 85° + a taro bun + a meluné float
I was wondering what the red dots where, but had an inkling of what, because I used to do the same thing on my physical calendar. Maybe, it is an universal experience.
Hey Michael! Have you seen/read the play Red? It's about Rothko. I auditioned for it once and it seemed pretty cool.
@Chey, no, but I will definitely read it now that you've told me about it. When I was in highschool, I rolled my eyes at Rothko & my English teacher asked me what I'd think about his paintings if they were made with a really tiny brush, or if the paint took hours & hours to mix, etc. Made me realize that I had been treating, at least published / famous, art as some sort of skill instead of a thing that is experienced
or a thing that evokes feeling. Still one of the most important things I've ever learned. I think about it a lot.
One of my regrets is that I didn't get to see the Rothko Chapel when I visited Houston (the whole reason that I went in the first place). I've been printing stuff for the walls of my new room & among of them is some Rothko.