You see...

You see, throughout the day different events capture my imagination and a little switch in my brain goes 'Ooh, that would make a good blog post.' Funny, witty, heart-wrenching, evoking, dull: it all has potential. And then the day carries on, as it does. There is work to be done, a train to catch, dinner to make or dishes to do. By the time I sit down to write as part of my daily committment to my writing practice my eyelids are already heavy, my wrist sore, and my lover falling asleep. I am not complaining. This is my life. In this moment. Beautiful things happening all the time. Things that fill out the shape and provide contrast.

This morning as I was awoken by my lover to say goodbye. She said to me: 'Remember: there will be only one 11th of February 2010.'