cloudy, with a chance of a blue box

First, the weather report.

And then a piece of doggerel. Just because I am trying to calm myself from the excitement of a day off today.

I'm having a day off because I did not sleep for more than 24 hours the other night. Hence I need to take it slow and let the rest of me catch up. Before that I have been working nonstop for every day of the past two weeks. So much that I did not get to complete my April Camp NaNoWriMo

I also did a pretty good client presentation yesterday and I believe I deserve the treat of a time off.

And then things are starting to move again. Two job opportunities waiting in the wings. And I could not help remembering that astrological reading I got in India and the memory of which has become garbled through the years. Because a there is a hint of it popping up again. And after so many false alarms I am inclined to just let this one do its parade and then ignore it.

Meanwhile I am going to clean out my closet, and then my kitchen cabinets. I feel like a good summer cleaning.

a poem on scratch paper

translated into OmniSketch + PicMonkey

When I am better with my penmanship and calligraphy I will do this on actual paper with collage, watercolor, and ink. I'm still struggling with the pen angle and the right pressure to create the thin and thick lines of letters. It's like grade school all over again, but more fun.

The poem was from a random series of phrases as I was testing the flexibility of my dip pen on tiny notepads. It almost seems like a love poem, except that I am not in love. More like I'm borrowing from the memory of being in love (and being ignored). Yes, anything can be inspiration, even the recollection of events that led you into a merry chase to nowhere.

doodling