Frank-n-berry

Had a wonderful brunch with Mr. Frank. He was much better than a shrink session, and I'm feeling on cloud nine. Thank you for Frank, and other LJ's, couldn't be more happy. Big bonus for jade_athyst for the fabulouse ICON! MUAH!

What I packed....

Don't feel like doing much than being a bump on a pickle today. My only goal to accomplish is finishing up some swaps that are lurking in the studio, staring me with beaty eyes...I'll procrastinate for now....

Prior to leaving for D.C. I wanted to pack something of me. Something of myself, as a sort of "show and tell" if you will. A piece of artwork, SOMETHING. I had read on ye ole Wiki about a full moon and good Karma "stuff" of Oct 13, 2000. Problem solved, I'll take a journal from that year. Shoved that in the bag.

I've kept a handwritten journal since high school, with the electronic version in the since 2002. Not often, I'll read the handwritten stuff, as A. will attest to, its hard to read my handwritting. We sat on his couch, currled up, he listened while I read random entries. What I discovered was an entry that I never recalled writting, and this entry was more prophetic than expected....

( a little history lesson )

( the journal entry )

If that wasn't a kick in the rubber parts, I don't know what it is. I knew the end was comming, I never prepared for it. The signs were there and I never noticed them. One can't prepare for anything, the world is too uncertain, and I am sure not one of those people to build a nuclear fall-out shelter in the backyard. Much stronger than that. Written over a month before my 25th birthday, when the SHITE really hit the fan. Those cold winter months. That was a day, when a bulb was planted deep in the earth, rose over the years to blosseum into a beutiful Iris, which I cut, and hold very dear in my heart. Goodness came from that, and in retrospect, I wouldn't have it any way....