Friday, February 2, 2001

 

8:56 p.m. I'm revisiting yesterday's sail and yesterday's thoughts because I wanted to elaborate on them a little bit. Move in a little closer ... talk a little more about those same things: writing, drifting ... and love ... and, of course -- the wind.

The wind! And my own breath. I've been thinking about my own breath because I've been listening to that radio station again. It seems that the more we think about the actual breathing that we're doing -- go ahead, close your eyes and take a look at your own breathing right now -- and if I don't tell you to open your eyes I could get away with any kind of ending for this sentence and you'd never be the wiser, now couldn't I?

10:01 p.m. That bit of hilarity aside, I think tonight's not going to be the night to go into deep thinking about deep breathing. I was expecting a big second wind right about now to carry me through the evening, and so far -- I'm becalmed.

I still have the kitchen to clean up from Igor's wonderful fried rice and gyoza extravaganza and there's still a whole lotta wok between me and the flannel sheeties.

I really, really intend to add more to this piece as soon as I gather up my wits. I'm committed to making some sense of this piece ... I really do have a couple of points to make.

More later ...