What it Is

I have proven myself a failure at being consistent. Methinks this should be a place for me. Maybe not the collected me that makes sense. More like the me that likes to be. To wonder, to plan, to think, to understand. I want to write everyday. It is my hope that this is the blog that will facilitate that goal.

I dont make any promises. You could still call this my creative blog. But I'd like to think of it more as the debris that is left behind after all the normal thoughts blow through my consciousness.

Don't expect it to always make sense or be worth your time. I think the main goal if for it to be my sanity.

Mottled Light

Mottled Light
the way my mind feels sometimes, waiting for a breakthrough.

Monday, March 30, 2009

Entry Fifty-Four

Cod. You are a codfish. No. Hook is a codfish.

That is what I am looking up.

Did you know that they change colors at certain depths?

That's pretty cool.

Also. Cod liver oil.

Cod, cod, cod.

So much to do. Really? So much to do. Do it now. Go and do it now. Where? I guess in here. I have no other choice and I would get distracted anywhere else.

Time to contact my advisor.

For advice.

To register.

For classes.

Glasses.

Tassels.

I want real food.

What should I eat for dinner tonight? What do I have? What do I feel like making? I miss my internet.
Posted by at

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)