I love the feeling of waking up with a good book smashed to your face from last nights late-readings and having such hope for the day,an irreplacable feeling.

I over generalize all too often,I hope this is not the key to my down fall.
My photogrphy is going in no productive direction.I may take my camera out back and shoot it.
My art has not gone in ANY sort of direction in so long,I need to re-evaluate my sorces of inspiration.Hmm,I hope this takes no longer than my coffee takes to brew this morning.
I love the way the sun feels on my skin on cold fall mornings,I can almost taste home somtimes.Oh,how I long for home,undigestable beauty it is,it is.If you have never been to Alaska,I am informing,no,demanding you go, now or at least somtime before we're all gone,as a totally uninfluencial person in your life,go now.
Today will be productive,this is a tactic I use, by saying so,I am really just hoping...
I also need to dye my hair and pick out a nice outfit for the art show tonight,my friends BFA show.I hope I can withstand my girlish impulses and not cry.He will be moving to New York oh so soon after his show is done.Maybe I will join him sooner than expected.
Oh I hope.
It is mornings like these that I would normally be waking up in those sheets and enjoying my coffee and cigarettes on her porch,watching the neighbors with the utmost genuine curiosity,waving and smiling,dirty but happy,sighing intently on the new over-sized windchime in the tree in our yard-that I made,I'd like to add. 6ft Iron feathers we call it.
She has been a better friend than I could of ever dreamed of asking for.And I wonder what she's doing now?
I hope everyone has a wonderful day and will learn to forgive me with time for things done and undone.
Gimme some inspiration will ya?

P.S.-My fortune cookie at the Buffett last night reads:
"A mans best possession is a sympathetic wife."

Hahaha."A mans"