Most of you know I have chronic insomnia. Well, I do. It's fascinating how something I so little understand is part of me and constantly forming the choices I make and the opportunities I have. This has been very true this week as being sick takes all the fight for a normal schedule out of me and I just have to succumb to my need to sleep and wake as my body commands.
I woke up today at 4pm and tried to make sense out of what is coming up in the week and what I had already slept through. About six Heather came in and asked me to join her on a study trip to Barnes and Noble, so I did. Books are healing beings. I got back about 12:30am and headed strait to the dark room to join Rae, already in progress with printmaking. I developed my prints and have given them time to dry. It's been a poetic evening despite being extremely sick still and not sleeping. God's a weirdo, and night's like tonight show me why I trust Him and makes me want to trust him more and more.
Natalie-
Get rid of the ...aka blah blah blah.
The false self deprication is unwarrented and narcisitic.
Do not short change the complexities of the feminine existential existence.