so we went for a swim.
The finches weren't outside of Starbucks today, which was disappointing. I threw pita pieces to no one in particular, and hoped for sunnier warmer days soon,
and I doodled....with this song in my head (don't know why or how).
Job hunting continues. Or rather, it has officially begun. And life is full of things-that-must-be-done. And everything seems to take priority over creating. I imagine there could be no end to this stream of things-that-must-be-done...until I force one.
And I hold my sketchbook dear.