Today it is gray and raining, fall-feeling but not too gloomy.
I got up early and left before it was really light out to get to an early meeting about a tv ad script. I attended the grand opening of the new bus transit station and took some pictures. I wrote rationale for my recommendations on the longest tagline project ever. I put what I hope is the final polish on a big chunk of web content. It’s been a productive day, I’ve enjoyed it. And now I’m staring at an ad in need of a headline and nothing. Nothing.
And what I’d really like to do? Is throw on a sweater and some thick socks, make a cup of coffee and sit on my front porch with a good book while the leaves drop. And I haven’t thought about this for a while, but I as long as I’m dreaming I’ll take a few cigarettes with that coffee, thanks.
About the getting up early: Bird has been waking up these dark mornings and coming into the kitchen squinting in her wacky-print jammies, saying, “too light, mama.” And I have been trying my best to be more conscious of taking the time to sit down in the parlor and rock her long-legged sleepy self for a bit vs trying to speed everything up so I can get out the door on time. I’d rather miss ten minutes of work than ten minutes of my real job.