if a picture is worth 1000 words…
I got NaNoWriMo licked.
Meanwhile, a little spontaneous getaway to St. Joe’s Beach:
Manic Monday
I heard something at work that made me think. I didn’t want to think. It was a long day filled with a series of petty annoyances and general discontent, not so much with my job as with people.
I get like that sometimes…done with people. I like to be social, and I like parties, and I like to talk (too much), and anybody would assume I’m outgoing and all that stuff. But I think I’m one of those people that needs to be alone to recharge or process new experiences.
I can get lost in the noise of living, which is funny, because I’m alternately drawn to the noise, and repelled by it when it gets too loud.
I think I better listen for the patterns in the noise and call it music. At least it’ll sound better 🙂
Any musical suggestions for a Monday morning?