Mother says that someone has been visiting pornographic websites on one of our computers. I was more than a little shocked. I am not sure if there is a misunderstanding or if someone actually has been doing so. The suspects have been narrowed down to Cassie and my eleven year old brother... youch... If one of them has been...well I...*voice trails off*
Let me find a lighter topic.
Plans find us going to Texas in February for my grandmother's wedding and then in May we may be going to Idaho. Apparently chemotherapy is not working on my Aunt S and her death is predicted to be coming much sooner than originally expected. Mother says a month. But that would be sometime in February or March. Are we then, perhaps looking towards the funeral?
I guess I failed utterly in finding a lighter topic to speak on.
One more try.
The day has been uneventful, although my thoughts have been well occupied. Phantastes is holding my attention more and more. Besides that I am getting closer to the end of the book. It is really very good. Although that is hardly a proper description. I am at a loss for better, more fitting words.
I am thus plunged into a vortex of art. Hm... I think I feel two poems. One tried to come last night. I didn't sleep too well although I am unsure why. I remember though the inability to sleep yet not really being awake. The feelings and emotions... I will not share what the inspiration is and what I was feeling. The poem may come, and if it does, I shall post it, but nothing about it's roots. The other poem simply is. It floats on the tip of my tounge (or my fingers ?). I also feel something creative with my oil paints. I haven't had a chance to use them yet so I will experiement and then paint something abstract. Very abstract.
I am also beginning to get some rough ideas for a layout. I really wish I could draw better. If I could, I would draw myself a picture of what I want for the layout then scan it in and color it. But alas, it shall not be. I must find myself an image that suits my purpose. No more yet...not until I am more assured and have found an image. Colors though seem to be predominantly warms reds and golds.
It is bedtime now. Or it should have been an hour ago, but instead it is now. Actually, it scarely touches on One as I finish this. Pretty good I think. Soon perhaps I shall be to 12:30...someday perhaps midnight, and that shall be as early as I may go.
What springs to mind as a closing...oddly enough,
Tears coursing...