That was my first thought as I got out of bed this morning, that and I don't need an alarm clock because my cat whines me awake.
I felt slightly horrified upon rising. As I showered, I went deep in thought, because I am wont to do that in the shower--my best ideas germinate there: was that my subconcious, my inner self, my SOUL talking to me, one last shout at me as I left dream land? Am I not doing what I want? Did I sell out for health insurance, holiday pay, and a 401K? AM I A PATHETIC LOSER?
Then I thought about this:
and this:
and this:
oh, and here too:
about the fact that I got to do this all during the month of May:
and about all of these folks:
...and all the other folks who influenced me (you know who you are) and I realized that I AM doing what I want.
As I felt the water splashing on me and listened to the drone of the ventilator that does not quite do its job, I decided not to wash my hair today. It looked just fine.








