Frivolity

I am currently indulging in the creative energy that has been moving through my entire body the last few days. I am experiencing a monsoon of thoughts and dreams, that rain and blow beloved chaos inside of my mind. Call it mania, or perhaps narcissism, in any case, I am writing, painting and using charcoal like a woman in a psychotic state. These times are when I feel the most comfortable in my skin. Oh how I wonder how others live without these beautiful outlets of expression.

On another note, Chris and I went running yesterday. We were running across the bridge near our place when we decided that it would be prudent to stop half-way over the freeway over pass. I thought it would be a good idea to see how many big rigs we could get to honk. My plan was a success, and was executed beautifully. There were so many big rigs that participated. I felt like a kid again :-)