Journal Pages

It's been awhile since I posted journal pages. 

But I continue to write.

It's been a life long passion.

An obsession, I suppose.

Maybe in a previous life I was a scribe or a monk.

Sitting alone in my cell penning words.

That's what I am in this life, anyway.

At times.

Now that the nest is empty I can finally think.

I used to wish the merry-go-round would stop awhile so I could figure life out.

That's what I'm doing now, I suppose.

Trying to connect the dots.

And also writing things down so I won't forget.

Recording the results of the experiments in my laboratory studio.

Referencing recipes for future use. 

Goofing off.

Yeah. Mostly goofing off.

Right now I'm supposed to be packing for a trip to the beach.

I always like to be doing something other than what I should be doing.

And daydreaming.

I learned this week how constructive daydreaming is.

So I'm going to stop saying I'm lazy.

I'm just doing the important regenerating work of doing nothing.

So later I can do something.

I hope you're finding things to do to make your heart easy. 

Whatever it is, dont call it being lazy.

That's what I learned this week.

xo