Football, music, and home life keep me more grounded than I’d care to admit.
It’s newness intertwined with certainty.
It makes waking up every morning not seem so bad.
I like gloomy, cloudy days like today because it justifies staying home and baking sweets.
When I went for a walk this afternoon I couldn’t help notice all the pretty leaves on the ground. I’m glad it’s autumn. I’m glad it’s this time of year again. It almost feels like a relief.
Unrelatedly, I finished Broad City today and I gotta say, I think it grew on me. I wasn’t sure what to make of it when I began the first couple of episodes but it’s really hilarious and I think it’ll soon grow into its own. First seasons of any show bring feelings of uncertainty.
I played an open mic last night, finished my 24/7 project this morning, and have a show tomorrow. I haven’t played one in awhile, but I think it’ll be fun.
I don’t know where I’m going but it’s definitely somewhere.
I’m thinking of going to a museum soon…It’s been awhile.
Can’t wait to finish Ethics and move on to Joseph Campbell’s collection of short stories. Spinoza isn’t easy, but since Kate Mulgrew read it, I felt like I had to. So I’m glad I’m getting it done.
As I sit here typing this, it’s nearly 4 o’clock in the afternoon on a Thursday. I’m listening to Tom Petty on low, glancing at football coverage on NFL Network, getting pumped for the Packers/Vikings game tonight. My dog’s curled up in a corner, keeping warm and I can’t help but feel content because it’s my favorite feeling, though it’s sometimes elusive. Because you can’t fake it or pretend it. It’s either there or it’s not. Thankfully it is, and I hope it stays for a long time – Perhaps to be prolonged by making a milkshake 😉