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Apr. 9th, 2001 12:08 amSome say the work week starts on Monday. I think it starts the day before. It's that grey feeling that overcomes you sometime just around dinner, before the Simpsons and X-Files comes on. The realization that the week has begun, and you are going back to work tomorrow. Last week started out poorly, and grew to a nice crescendo this weekend. I'd like to keep things on this level for at least another week.
There was a nice party last night for a friend of mine. Lots of drinks were imbibed, including a very delicious milkshake made with Stoli vanilla vodka. There were a few moments of floating around, feeling distant, which were quickly put aside... when I relaxed and enjoyed my drinks for a while. Conversations flowed, panic swallowed with the cider. A sudden realization was made about a friend who had been searching for someone for a long time, and has apparantly found what he was looking for. Another person was looking forward to starting something new and exciting, and it showed in his face. And somewhere in the candlelight and flow of liquor and people, I learned about a few mistakes I made. Were they costly? Perhaps. Can I learn from them? Certainly.
Perhaps the groundwork was laid for future friendships. The peacocks are finding their mates as the planet thaws. Anything is possible. I suspect a lot of time will be opening up in my future. Painting projects are coming to a close, the curtain falls on my LARP. A series of ending in a season of beginnings. A chance to find if not happiness, then comfort with myself.
There was a nice party last night for a friend of mine. Lots of drinks were imbibed, including a very delicious milkshake made with Stoli vanilla vodka. There were a few moments of floating around, feeling distant, which were quickly put aside... when I relaxed and enjoyed my drinks for a while. Conversations flowed, panic swallowed with the cider. A sudden realization was made about a friend who had been searching for someone for a long time, and has apparantly found what he was looking for. Another person was looking forward to starting something new and exciting, and it showed in his face. And somewhere in the candlelight and flow of liquor and people, I learned about a few mistakes I made. Were they costly? Perhaps. Can I learn from them? Certainly.
Perhaps the groundwork was laid for future friendships. The peacocks are finding their mates as the planet thaws. Anything is possible. I suspect a lot of time will be opening up in my future. Painting projects are coming to a close, the curtain falls on my LARP. A series of ending in a season of beginnings. A chance to find if not happiness, then comfort with myself.
