HappyLand is a reflection of Yours Truly, and as Yours Truly undergoes the inevitable changes which the tides of life create in her sandy bottom (Heh), so HappyLand experiences a similar state of flux.
Speaking of tides, I've lately found myself overcome by a wave of sadness. I'm realizing that the rip tide has always been fairly close at hand, but only recently has it begun to drag me under. It's okay though, I've got books to read, ideas to write, and a bicycle to ride, so as long as I never lose sight of that shimmering surface, I don't think I will drown.
Sadness is like a virus, there is no cure for it besides rest and patience. Its source is fairly elusive and it leaves you unable to enjoy the things you normally would. I am fortunate to have a secure web of support to fall into. It is, strangely, during these times that my creativity bursts forth most vividly, so I am taking the hint and will be dedicating more time to those pursuits. Which might mean I sacrifice quantity for quality here.
I am grateful for you, my readers, and I look forward to growing and evolving with you.
In other news, you know that I conduct my life in a very austere fashion, distilling it to my most basic needs and desires. But fuck it, every now and then a person requires a little retail therapy, and so I've forgone excessive credit card and loan payments to indulge in the following items:
Because I would like to turn my aging PowerBook into a dedicated work machine.
Because I, for some reason, only just discovered that Frederick's of Hollywood produces brassieres in my unusual size.
Because it is cute, campy, matches my bicycle, made of wool, and has two rear pockets!Speaking of retail therapy, I
finally have
new stuff for sale!
I will post again with some interesting articles I've come across today which pertain to my interests. And maybe again much much later with scans of the drawing I am about to work on.
In the meantime keep on keeping on.