recycling, ads from my professional mags. torn and transformed into a forest of birches. collage is satisfying. i can follow my own rules - this time no scissors, no paint. and completion delights almost as much as creation.
hypo hyper. same same for once. and for all? thought i'd forgotten the joy of this particular etat d'affaires.
bender this week with my from-far friend. we watched and danced, ate and drank. it was good. public displays of affectation in my lubricated state.
and my task this week to learn about minds weak and otherwise. learning about self through the tales of others. less frightening than i'd have thought it would be.
we-heeeeee!
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