It feels a little different choosing to do something just for the sake of the practice. Of all the years I’ve done so many things, “the practice” is probably the most elusive part. Not the “doing”. Doing the thing because it’s time to do the thing is a different vibe. Doing the thing just because you have decided that you want to be the person that does the thing, that’s a vibe all its own.
That’s what tonight feels like. It’s actually right around bedtime. Today felt like a long day. It was the last snip of cooler, rainy weather on the forecast for the next batch of days. It hit like a ton of bricks. Tanya described it as feeling like catching the wake of all the cool eclipse energy that was also a welcome patch of sunny spring weather. I wonder if all mammals are affected by the weather the way I am sometimes.
Sitting down in my old brown & black tweed midcentury office chair at my hand-me-down & customized computer/studio desk, typing away at the keyboard just felt like a comforting option for my brain tonight. There’s something about watching my fingers move across the keyboard that’s so soothing. I can see now why it was so imperative for typists to be able to look at their words instead of their fingers since they couldn’t just click back with their mouse to make a correction the same way we can. I wonder if I found that really annoying in my other life when I was a writer.
So about it being bedtime… Good night reader.