Self-Care

Self-Care
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I don't even know what to say today.

I have 12 headshots and letters ready to go in the mail today. I'm proud of that.

I'm waiting for the coffee to kick in.

I miss going to dance class. More than I'll admit on a daily basis.

I have to buy a loft bed today.

My apartment was a mess yesterday and I cleaned it up, put my clean clothes away where they belonged, and made neat piles on my desk. I'm proud of that, too.

I have a deep affection for the Brooklyn Public Library.

The Raw Shark Texts was quite boring. And then it got good. Really good. Another winner, in my opinion.

I need a sharp change in the weather. I need a change, period. I feel like I'm covered in silt, like I've drifted into a still pool, out of the main current and into one of those cloudy, weed-littered pools that line a rushing river. I've settled to the bottom and I'm covered with sediment. I need a good, swift kick from an accidental toe to send me back into the current.

Or maybe I just need some vegetables.