Saturday, April 16, 2011

"Why isn't Wall Street in Jail?"

More nostalgia. This is the strangest tag I've ever seen, unless you count the big SPRINGFIELD piece with happy little flowers in the background; maybe it's meant to be ironic. Who knows.

I'm feeling cranky and whiney (what else is new?) and I'm tired of feeling that way, which is a quick way to double it.

I called an old friend last weekend, and her number'd been changed. We haven't spoken in a year and a half, but that's about standard for us; I have no idea how to find her.

Perhaps the universe will take care of this problem for me.

Beautiful things that have happened in the last week (pertaining only to my small experience of the world) (we must narrow such things down):

saw a different old friend, was very moved by her life's work
got to tell her so
sunny days
drew some, it was fun
cacti, they grow
mac and cheese
a new friend's article was published! worthy of even more exclamation points!
told the truth
did a decent job
shared food with friends
shared worries and words, was comforted
grew five days wiser
slept well
remembered, for the first time in many years, most of my dreams.