Day Crystal
5:54 PM, on a shiny blue-jeweled Wednesday evening and the sunlight is sloping in on a golden diagonal. I am caffeinated and filled with momentum, today. It’s pretty around here…
3 Doors Down is on the cd player. My leather jacket is draped over the back of my chair. I’m hungry. The weekend is waving from the near-distance.
Tonight, I want to get out and do some shopping. Kelli’s birthday is Friday and I want to get her some stuff that I think she’ll get a kick out of (by-the-way, congrats on the name change, Ms. Nerger!) I also have to get a new story ready to be mailed-out by the end of the week.
Joel and I went down to Rosebud last night and caught Matthew Sweet — he put on a great show. We were going to walk over to M but everything except the lobby was shut off, so we couldn’t check-out the remodeling.
Well, I grabbed some supper. It’s out to the store, now…
“Paradise (Not for me)”, by Madonna is playing now. Hours have passed. It is deep clean dark. This evening, I was out under a perfect Maxfield Parrish sky: pure twilight shadings, speckled with perfect bright stars. This whole day has been crystal.
My shopping is done and I’m ready for the weekend. Too bad it is still a couple of days away. I like the new look for my main website, Indigo. Initially I had been a bit hesitant about delving into frames — but I like the final effect and the site seems to be working well.
Anyway, happy March to you.
— JWR, 3/1/01