Soooo much inspiration today, the one day this week that I knew I would not have to leave the house. I read. I wrote. I tilled the fields. When I am overstretched and doing things I don't want to do, this is the kind of day I long for.

The tanka project is changing everything. Ballet season starts in New York in a few days. Hell, there's even going to be a new Harry Potter movie! I could've done without the very loud thunderstorms, but hell ... nobody's perfect.

Back to performing and running around tomorrow. But for this one day, I got to be a poet, in The Womb. Mercy.