I just love when it rains outside and I can sit on my bed, talking to people online, and spend the rest of my time writing. I’ve decided to finish the last bit of the London Log, because it’s been too long from when I was in London and I want to write down the details while I can still remember them. If I don’t do it now, it may never get done.
The rain is lovely. I propped open my window so I could listen to it against the backdrop of Chopin’s Nocturne in D Flat. Ever since that last blog entry I’ve been in a classical music kick. Serious thought does that to me. It’s great having big huge trees outside my window – it amplifies the noise of the rain. And I can peak through the leaves and see the little puddles that are collecting in the patches of earth that I meant to turn into a garden. The whole path is there, in that group of trees, just begging to be formed into a garden, but as always, no money to make it happen. Where’s Alan Titchmarsh when you need him? There are even some Irish bells and lovely rose bushes down there that are growing wildly on their own. I had the whole thing plotted out once. It was going to be a minuature map of the world, using the paths and natural little enclaves. One section would be devoted to a different area of the world, with as many indigenous flowers as would grow in my soil. There was an Asian section with an absolutely perfect niche for a cute little Feng Shui mini Balinese hut, a French section, a lovely British section with flagstone and a little teeny minature stonehenge, a Polynesian section, everything. It would have been worthy of Chelsea, I think.
So. Yesterday’s post. You wouldn’t believe the emails that one generated. 🙂 Now I know who reads my blog, somewhat. But, first things first; I really am okay. I was just venting. Those thoughts had been floating around for a long time in many different forms but it finally got so big when I read Shadow of the Hegemon that it just had to come out, in one way or another.
Recent Thoughts: Nothing new. I’m still lost, not sure what to do, frustrated by the system, etc etc. Still trying to think of ways to make it better, but short of founding my own school, I haven’t come up with anything yet. If you have any ideas, email me and we’ll talk.
Back to writing the London Log for me.