I finished one homework assignment. I figure that puts me one place closer to the puppies. Two more to go.
It’s been five months. The longest I’ve gone without seeing them is eight months.
My homework involves writing words in new ways that people can understand easier. Unfortunately for me, I don’t understand most of the things either – so I’ve been researching quite a bit today.
While I’ve been going out of my way to not turn these pages into a puppy whinge-fest, it’s worth mentioning that my despair caused by their absence seems heightened this week. I guess it’s because it’s been somewhat of an emotional week.
Why has it been an emotional week you ask… Well…
Not being able to use my foot has my teeth grinding more than usual.
I’ve just recently finished dealing with historic humans slapping my face.
My seventh month of winter is a drag. Even if it’s a mild one.
I believe that the puppies would have easily resolved all of the above. A friend I used to have once said that he like to go to the gym to work out, because as a Writer, it kept him up and active. I think that’s what the puppies do for me in a way. While I stay physically active sheerly from being car-less, the puppies keep me emotionally active. I find without them I feel quite vacant.
So here’s to homework. The initial puppy arrival of September 2012 isn’t soon enough.
As someone who stays hustling, one of my engagements has assigned homework for the weekend.
Not to be all sneaky and what not, but I’m in the midst of some business that may possibly result in a sooner puppy arrival and consequentially, a happier gretchen.
Although minus the foot… I’ve been pretty happy lately.
Anyways, while I can’t get into too many details as of yet – I can say that it’s tricky. It’s kind of like learning a new language. I reckon either this week or next week, I’ll find out what the result of my effort is.
Amongst project daydreams I have been having visions of a FollowMeToNYC that’s somehow possible to navigate. As my content clean up mission continues, I’m finding all sorts of goodies and sweets buried in years of continental hopping.
I saw a shooting star tonight. I thought about various projects – but my focus remained on the homework.
This morning I wrote a letter to my pen pal in Australia. We bumped into each other one day and have been in love ever since. When you believe you’re from outer space, and you run into someone with similar understanding – you essentially recognize each other immediately.
It’s been 16 days since I busted my foot. I’m still bloody icing it. My best friend and I were laughing last night that I continue to use the “sandwich pack” blue gel cooler that an angel appeared and provided me with the morning I crawled down to the lobby of my building at 4am to ask, “Ummm… is there a hospital around?” Continue reading
FollowMeToNYC is gretchen cello's creative processing ground which expresses her ideas that often change with the tides. Naturally, these ideas do not reflect those of her employers, or anyone else you might see her wandering down the street with one day.