Get up, walk Bob, run ... am I dreaming? Am I kidding? Fact of the matter is that today was spent sitting on the couch hunched over the laptop churning out copy, pulling together piles of information for grant applications and dealing with photo shoot locations going south.
Come 9pm I'm still on the couch, hunkered over the laptop wearing the clothes I rolled out of bed in at 7am. My bull terrier Bob stays with me, loyal … quiet. He is good company.
Today is day 294. Fuck. Time is bending and weaving. It stretches in every direction while remaining perfectly still. Is there such a thing as motionless chaos? If you're thinking that this is a bad thing I would beg to differ. It is what it is and I'm learning to bend and stretch with it. Being still is an issue. Always has been. Still and I are like oil and water. I am just not wired that way. It's 10pm. Shit! Time to get moving and shoot the days show. This project is amazing in more ways than I am able to go into while sitting on the tram writing with my phone and without my glasses! Tonight the project gives me respite from ... myself. I'm grateful.
The Old Bar
14 December 2016 — Day 294/366
Zo Damage 365 Day Project