i took a long walk this evening and the weather was something to really marvel at. pink and powder gray speeding streams of clouds with disconnected burst of clear evening sun eating through them. buildings proudly glowing in the dusk, while vicious slate and stormy skies pressed at their backs. scarf and a jacket, unzipped. even the sudden downpour was exciting (while standing under an awning, trying to stay dry). i realized that one year and one day ago i had posted about a similar evening. made me think that i really like the reflective properties of things like this here bloggy. i don't think i would've remembered that night one year and one day ago, or at least not in the detail that the entry bestows upon me.
when i say i move at one thousand ideas per minute, i mean it. and it's my motivation yet worst enemy because i can never remember it all! alas, "inspiration" blogs to the rescue.
