“How do people text and drive? I can just barely text without driving!”— My mother-in-law (while on our drive to Jersey)
This song has been stuck in my head for 3 days now… All I want by Joni Mitchell
Cold & windy, fog so thick the top of the tops of the building disappeared.
After the show we were talking over dinner about how relaxed the city is these days. When did everyone start wearing their pajamas everywhere?
🔜 Will update this post when I’m a little more awake- not sleeping on our travel day just caught up with me… Check back soon.
If you can’t make it to the broadway version before it closes, I definitely recommend watching the film version.
It was not the first time and I’m sure it won’t be the last…
Seeing the lines of reality. Last night when going to bed, totally lucid and relaxed I slipped into definite state of awareness. Focusing my eye to a point where I saw something flash in the corner of my eye, then un-focusing / re-focusing and zeroing in on that point – like trying to focus a microscope.
I saw a spider. A tiny spider. A microscopic spider. A almost neon beyond my visual color scope perception spider, weaving the fabric of reality.
It kept its tempo weaving, but I felt like it was crawling away trying to hide. I kept it in my view for a few minutes before I freaked out and started to analyze what I saw. My heart rate was off the charts.
I need to study more into my culture. The creation story. The Navajo. The Diné. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diné_Bahaneʼ
P.S. Don’t kill spiders. Actually don’t kill anything.