Do not fret, Boot!
Dec. 29th, 2005 10:38 amHave done something which scared me to death, and must remember that I am still learning. So I write this here to remind myself not to fret:
Do not fret, Boot!
The last few days have been made delightful by the company of
november_girl,
ephraim,
evilwillow and
cyanidemigraine. I am looking forward to the company of
falco_biarmicus and Neil sans lj tomorrow. There's no Crimbo prezzy to rival excellent chummery.
Things feel magic right now and I can't explain why, but Gretel Erlich sums it up perfectly;
'The landscape is engorged with detail, every movement of it chillingly sharp. The air between people is charged. Days unfold, bathed* in their own music. Nights become hallucinatory; dreams prescient.'
* I originally typ(o)ed this as 'basted' which doesn't have quite the same resonance. Curious thing, the English language.
Do not fret, Boot!
The last few days have been made delightful by the company of
Things feel magic right now and I can't explain why, but Gretel Erlich sums it up perfectly;
'The landscape is engorged with detail, every movement of it chillingly sharp. The air between people is charged. Days unfold, bathed* in their own music. Nights become hallucinatory; dreams prescient.'
* I originally typ(o)ed this as 'basted' which doesn't have quite the same resonance. Curious thing, the English language.