Wednesday

We have started packing. Is it crazy to say that most of the boxes packed are of books? We have so many books. I love that. This is our third move in five months. It is a tad overwhelming. But I guess I just don't let myself think about it too much, just go with it.

Last year, around Christmas, I saw an amazing show on the Cooking Channel, about The Four Coursemen. This past week another special premiered, this time an adventure, and it was amazing. So crazy that they were in Colorado, around the time we moved.

I am a bit obsessed thinking about our new place, and the second bedroom. It's going to be half studio/half office. I can't wait to set everything up, hang things on the wall, create a little reading corner (if there is room). We get our keys this Friday, move Monday. So close!

The past few weeks have been tough. I have been almost clinging to the good things, hoping the bad things away. The little things - having a little espresso glass full of coffee liqueur after dinner, making sandwiches in a panini maker rather than on the stove, long conversations with close friends over the phone, working with Steven on the album.

I submitted two poems yesterday. I really need to research the proper way to submit things. Woke up feeling silly about something I did.

This song has been dazzling me lately.