my day was wasted, how about yours?
not wasted, but not artistically productive or useful in any way other than buying a table and lamp and having a great visit with linda gregerson, one of my very favorite poets. and reading her book of poems all morning. which made me want to get off my art butt and write for real.
s and i have made a vow to go out to eat every night this week. i know, our life sounds hard right now. aren't i in the final stressful stages of grad school?

so windy today i feared all the cats outside would blow away.