Hi, Today was a good day. Head clear, eyes bright, stomach full, feeling strong, capable and loved. Forrest warned me this would happen, but here is my new favourite song/album... Shrike by Hozier. It has been on a completely voluntary, endorphin pumping loop for weeks now! --Sam
I didn't know if I was going to make it past 1030am today. I only started work at 10am. It was an interesting day. My phone is dead, so, sorry not sorry for anybody trying to reach me. Keeping myself housed, and happy, is on my mind. It would seem odd to go into too … Continue reading where from here?
Hey, so today is Wednesday. I've been awake since 730am. I didn't have dinner last night. It didn't seem necessary. I watched "Cargo" which for those interested is a zombie movie with Martin Freeman in the title role. If you know me, you probably are aware that I am not usually in the audience for … Continue reading Hump day
Today was the best kind of ordinary. I think of my friends and feel their warmth. The past sings softly. --Sam
I need a holiday and a hug. In the meantime this tune helps with the jitters...
*Blue whales' hearts are the size of a small car and the arteries are large enough for a small child to crawl through. *Listening to Radical Face "Welcome Home Son", Buena Vista Social Club... *I'm so tired. So tired of making space for everyone else. I've gone so far as to write myself a note about … Continue reading Tuesday and holding
Some tunes never get old. Xavier Rudd has authored many of those tunes. There is great power and beauty intrinsic to his work. --Sam
Ha! I've had dinner and it's not eight yet! Celebrating the weekend and having the all clear to leave things in disarray. Listening to Florence and the Machine on my bed. Life is good.
I think my dad put it best when he said, "Sammy, you need a little house and a big dog." I'm trying to do too much, I know. And physical representations of home are not quite all there; I feel a welcome visitor but not yet a true resident. Regardless, I did enjoy playing some … Continue reading Creative measures and endeavors
The bass thunders through my chest, the wood is warm under my palms and I see the flames reaching for the stars on the other side of the glass. I laugh on the inside watching the conversation move in circles from friend to mother to friend to father and back, and hearing the approvals come … Continue reading Pieces of me and you