brokenpurplecrayon

this weekend did not end up how i expected it to. in fact, it was far better than i had planned.
saturday, i got to tai chi early and did my rounds jogging and walking. some random lady was sitting on my bench, smoking and talking on her cell phone. i inwardly laughed [...]

tonight i got to take a break from my world and go spend a couple of hours in someone else’s. specifically, sweetie’s world. twice a year, i tag along for her agency’s sit down dinners. there’s the obligatory annual agency christmas party where everyone brings their significant others (last year’s was quite [...]

weight: 193.8
reflective supervision and a lovely email from a colleague afterwards, offering her expertise if i had any questions
a happy singing voicemail from my sweetie
remembering my dreams from last night - especially about a little boy named Doran … which is strange, because it is rare that there are names in my dreams

have you ever found, when you go to write something, that the opening part is right there, fresh and promising in your mind’s eye… but when you set it down in actual concrete, definitive words, that it evaporates?
i could reach out and grasp it, yet when i try to encapsulate it into these paltry collections [...]