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Jul. 22nd, 2000 06:00 pmSat 22 Jul
I've had a few pleasant days this week. What a treat that is. I don't really understand what has been so dreadful about my days lately, but I don't often seem to think that "I've had a pleasant day."
One thing's for sure: I love these dogs. What great companions they are. They shower you with affection whenever you want it and then lay down beside you just for fun. I enjoy spending quality time with them in the forest and communicating soundlessly with them. They're so sensitive - they seem to understand so much of the nature of our thinking. There's too much meaning in Sage's eyes for him not to understand me.
I'm just enjoying this feeling of being part of the universe right now. My eyes are taking in this page as though I was watching a movie. It's just that unlike a movie, I know whatever the next word will be that comes out of my pen.
Something is missed in the transmission of thought to written word when you only write with a computer. When you write with a pen, it feels like the words are squeezing out from the nib, as an action of the will.
I've had a few pleasant days this week. What a treat that is. I don't really understand what has been so dreadful about my days lately, but I don't often seem to think that "I've had a pleasant day."
One thing's for sure: I love these dogs. What great companions they are. They shower you with affection whenever you want it and then lay down beside you just for fun. I enjoy spending quality time with them in the forest and communicating soundlessly with them. They're so sensitive - they seem to understand so much of the nature of our thinking. There's too much meaning in Sage's eyes for him not to understand me.
I'm just enjoying this feeling of being part of the universe right now. My eyes are taking in this page as though I was watching a movie. It's just that unlike a movie, I know whatever the next word will be that comes out of my pen.
Something is missed in the transmission of thought to written word when you only write with a computer. When you write with a pen, it feels like the words are squeezing out from the nib, as an action of the will.
