Monday, May 10, 2010

Day One Hundred Thirty: Melancholy

11am: Melancholy Monday, a friend told me recently that spells of morbid reflection help insure greater appreciation for life after they are over. I suppose he is right. Perhaps I would prefer a more even keel. Feels a bit stormy today though.

As of this word, it is still early. But I appreciate all that I will experience today. 

11pm: Still a bit on the down low. Not in a bad way. I just feel like I need some down time. Or something really up. More biking is necessary. And more sleep. And organization. Sigh. Fucking real life.




Monday, May 10: Pen, sharpie on paper, 9"x12"

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