7:20 am Tuesday
It is Tuesday.
I will go for a walk.
My wrist is still bothering me, but I believe it is getting better.
I hopefully can do Yoga tomorrow.
I am fat and seem to be smothered by my own sedentary lifestyle.
It was good to go on a walk yesterday.
It is time for me to become more physically active.
I hope I will be successful at it.
I experienced something curious but familiar yesterday.
I was talking with the neighbors yesterday at their BBQ.
It was kind of them to invite us over. I had something I wanted to say.
I wanted to communicate these ideas of ATM, but strangely enough, I forgot
what I wanted to say. I completely forgot this internal
conversation I have been working on for 5 years. I have had this issue all my adult life:
Working on trying to figure out a concept but I cannot hold onto it. It slips away, leaving almost
no trace. In part, that is why I was interested in making art. I used art projects to help
me capture these Heffalumps. The art would provide a visual queue to guide me back to this strange
internal land that seems to fade in and out of focus. I believe we need to encourage the values we
want to be a vessel for, because there is flood of influences that are competing to be me.
I am thankful for this opportunity.