...no one has ever sent me orchids before...

not really consolation for the distance... but a sweet addition to our table... i happened to have just the vase...

thank you to all who bring a smile to my face by the thought of your name...

you are my happy thoughts

...the truth is that I've been looking forward to this time like a month of mondays... and i feel like hiding under the covers and pretending its still night...

...but I've seen the sunrise too many times to believe it...

...and the sky is too big in texas to ignore it...

...comming home I felt a bit like the road was mocking me... never ending and ending too soon

...felt that way before... but it was not the same.

there have been some deaths-murder and a suicide- and some births -expected and unexpected-since i was home...
and some dreams have followed suit. i ache for the ocean.

and yet I can't not smile. even so... too much beauty...

...dancing 6 hours a day feels even better on my heart than it does on my body... even if my shoe snaps in the middle of adagio...

...how is it possible that i forget just how much I *LOVE* lyrical?

-and no matter how much my knee hurts, it was worth it to see the smile on caitybugs face when i dyed her hair blue... and to be reminded that I am lucky enough to have friends who would drive accross the country to see my for two days... I happen to have 2 on each coast... thank G*d I have friends I don't deserve.

currently i'm buried in paper and scraps shaped like continents while I'm longing for europe and terrified to hear from them...

wish there was someone here to kick me out the proverbial door... but all my best kickers are in so cal having dinner with each other...

so it will have to be what it always is...

...i'm teaching therapy dance to some girls in a maternity home in portland...

movement always superceeds words... and it's harder to mispell.