Thursday, January 20, 2011

half Full & half Empty

Half full: Walking home through frosty wet snow and winter beauty. No class today, hooray, more time for drawing. Many songbirds. Feet and hands are warm. Good. The layering technique worked. Love getting the exercise. Trying out new wool army issue socks -- they only itch once in a while. The outside world is spectacular. I can never get enough of it.

Half empty: Trudged through a snowstorm on foot a mile and a half to find that classes had been canceled. Damn! What a waste of my time. Shit is dripping out of my nose and I don't have a tissue. Pay no attention, people, to that old babooshka scuffling by. Wait a sec. Nobody's out here but me. And it's miserable cold!! Can't wait to get home and take a nap.

Or vice versa.

"Form is Emptiness, emptiness is form." -- Heart Sutra
"You're full of shit. You're all full of shit" -- Chuck Tyler

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