The Very Definition Of "Sunday"...
Nov. 6th, 2005 02:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
badstarForget Harry Potter...today is MAGIC.
I woke up this morning, threw some clothing on and wandered outside to the most amazing weather. I want November to STAY like this.
On the way to the bus I stopped at XS and got orange juice...squeezed on the spot, no kidding. Sunday morning and REAL orange juice...that's what I'm talking about. Walked up Preston street, deciding that I NEED to see the inside of the Greek Orthodox Cathedral Of The Anunciation sometime. Such a beautiful building. There are several cathedrals in Baltimore that I need to visit, including St. Paul's down on Charles street, and the Methodist church beside the monument. Got to State Center to find the bus 10 minutes early. Only Matt, Jackie and a couple of new folks at the Grove today. Jackie had to go to work (Though not before we got in a few cracks about how the world would implode if Matt ever met our coworker, Ben, the new folks left just after, Matt and I hung around for a while, comparing tarot decks and then wandered out on the porch for a bit. I was pretty mellow to begin with, but I found myself leaning against one of the pillars on the side of the porch, and after about 2 minutes just standing there, I think I could have fallen asleep where I stood. The temperature outside is so perfect, the breeze was really nice, and I was at the Grove.
That's what I kept thinking the other night in my manic state, if I can keep mysef from going totally insane until Sunday, everything wil be ok...and part of my brain is protesting this...I can't depend on something external to calm me down But I'm not dwelling on it too much, it's not exactly a regular occurence that I get that...scrambled...so I'm going to not worry about it. (Or try not to, this is setting off the anti-dependence alarm bells...)
I got a sandwich at XS and they were just making up more fruit cups (fresh fruit comes with their sandwiches) I asked real nice if they would make me one with all pineapple...they did! Then I came home, and Steph has The Bangles blasting through the house. I think I might take the ipod out and spin for a while....I'm really pretty sure my wicks aren't good for lighting anymore...I want to have a new firestaff put together in time for Yule...
I am so happy right now. And all sorts of in awe of the world. I'm mellow to the point of complacency. The last time I felt like this, It was the result of spinning til I was hurting and unable to safely play with lit wicks. The last time before that, it took 3 days to convince my mom that I really WASN'T on drugs.
Speaking of drugs, this whole "Sunday" thing should just be bottled and sold on street corners...the weather, the orange juice and pineapple, my mood...what would I call it?
I'm not worried about the ritual for next week right now...it's going to happen as it does, and when the time is right, it'll probably hurl itself at me like so mny tons of proverbial bricks.
I woke up this morning, threw some clothing on and wandered outside to the most amazing weather. I want November to STAY like this.
On the way to the bus I stopped at XS and got orange juice...squeezed on the spot, no kidding. Sunday morning and REAL orange juice...that's what I'm talking about. Walked up Preston street, deciding that I NEED to see the inside of the Greek Orthodox Cathedral Of The Anunciation sometime. Such a beautiful building. There are several cathedrals in Baltimore that I need to visit, including St. Paul's down on Charles street, and the Methodist church beside the monument. Got to State Center to find the bus 10 minutes early. Only Matt, Jackie and a couple of new folks at the Grove today. Jackie had to go to work (Though not before we got in a few cracks about how the world would implode if Matt ever met our coworker, Ben, the new folks left just after, Matt and I hung around for a while, comparing tarot decks and then wandered out on the porch for a bit. I was pretty mellow to begin with, but I found myself leaning against one of the pillars on the side of the porch, and after about 2 minutes just standing there, I think I could have fallen asleep where I stood. The temperature outside is so perfect, the breeze was really nice, and I was at the Grove.
That's what I kept thinking the other night in my manic state, if I can keep mysef from going totally insane until Sunday, everything wil be ok...and part of my brain is protesting this...I can't depend on something external to calm me down But I'm not dwelling on it too much, it's not exactly a regular occurence that I get that...scrambled...so I'm going to not worry about it. (Or try not to, this is setting off the anti-dependence alarm bells...)
I got a sandwich at XS and they were just making up more fruit cups (fresh fruit comes with their sandwiches) I asked real nice if they would make me one with all pineapple...they did! Then I came home, and Steph has The Bangles blasting through the house. I think I might take the ipod out and spin for a while....I'm really pretty sure my wicks aren't good for lighting anymore...I want to have a new firestaff put together in time for Yule...
I am so happy right now. And all sorts of in awe of the world. I'm mellow to the point of complacency. The last time I felt like this, It was the result of spinning til I was hurting and unable to safely play with lit wicks. The last time before that, it took 3 days to convince my mom that I really WASN'T on drugs.
Speaking of drugs, this whole "Sunday" thing should just be bottled and sold on street corners...the weather, the orange juice and pineapple, my mood...what would I call it?
I'm not worried about the ritual for next week right now...it's going to happen as it does, and when the time is right, it'll probably hurl itself at me like so mny tons of proverbial bricks.
